People don't change, they simply show different aspects of themselves that may have been unknown even to them.

As cynical as I am, it truly bewilders me when people look at cartoons and scoff at friendship. We may not want to admit it but nobody enjoys living solely for themselves. It is because that we can find power in the bonds. We share that we continue fighting, we would be nothing otherwise.

If fate is a series of unbreakable chains, you are foolish to believe that you can break them through desperation or defiance. The only thing we can do is unravel those chains so that we can pick the chain that will lead to our future.

When I dream go into a parallel universe: dreaming of my past memories that my subconscious was holding on too for me; I dream nonsense dreams that don't make any sense but also teach me a lesson at the same time! I dream dreams that later on in my life comes true-like I am psychic; my dreams awaken me when I need to be awaken; my dreams is a part of my inner soul; I feel trap in a endless parallel world-usually a good feeling that I don't want to be awaken from.

Nothing is very strong: strong enough to steal away a man's best years not in sweet sins but in a dreary flickering of the mind over it knows not what and knows not why, in the gratification of curiosities so feeble that the man is only half aware of them, in drumming of fingers and kicking of heels, in whistling tunes that he does not like, or in the long, dim labyrinth of reveries that have not even lust or ambition to give them a relish, but which, once chance association has started them, the creature is took weak and fuddled to shake off.

Nothing so bad you need to be cruel. Tough, yes. You’ll have to kill, yes. But there’s a difference in the heart. One makes you mean. The other keeps you going.