maybe this world is another planet's hell

My dad once told me that I have to stop dreaming and get real about everything in life, since they don’t seem to be what they truly are in the reality, as I’ve always dreamt and thought about them. Life is cruel, he said. I despised him so much for saying such vicious words, and the fact that he’s one of my favorite person in this entire planet, had instantly crushed my heart. You might think it is ridiculous or whatever ludicrous, but it is so much real to me, that I swore to myself not to defy every of my dad’s words. I had been a good daughter for him since then, but when I broke my promise, I found myself crumbled and left broken down.

Sometimes, we just can’t ask for more, if we don’t want to fall and hurt. I have never meant to be a horrible whiner or an irritating grouch, but I do know exactly how much it would be effing pain when our high hope turned out into something that makes us lost and fall apart. I hate myself for saying this, but I simply think that hope is a real fool’s paradise. Hope is like a happiness pill, exceedingly addictive but somehow it is slowly killing you. Life is not fair, I learn it.

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