That crazy little mind of mine

Change We are all changing, for the better or for the worse, but we change. Why? Why do we always serch for ourselves if we already know who we are? Or maby we don't? We change becouse despite everything, we want to be better, we want to be different at least. We change, becouse we want to lose someting or find something. We want to forget something or remember it. Change is nessesary. Change is good. Change helps us live, helps us cope with this harsh world we live in. We should change, we should think, we should look for something better, becouse if you woun't no one else will. Is it easy to change yourself? Ofcourse not, but we have to. There isn't a single perfect human being on this planet and there woun't be, but we should at least try to be better, to seek perfection, to be better than the one you once were. Change is a leson in life, it helps you understand things, it helps you to deal with problems. Change is a nessesaty, but it should be smart it should be ...

Anger The worst feeling you can possibly feel is anger. It consumes you, takes you by surprise and then smashes you from the inside. It brings out the worst in you. You start to say, to feel things you never would have said or felt before. But when it all ends. When that fire burnes out you feel nothing but regret. It is hard to admit you were wrong, it is hard to forgive someone. But forgiveness is key. You have to overcome your anger, to defeat the demon within, stop that terrible feeling from destroying everything you built so far. Everytime you feel angry, everytime you feel sad and abandoned, alone, missunderstood, feeling you can never forgive the person that made you feel this way, just stop for a minute and think. Will this feeling last, is it that bad? Woun't you regret this? Do you really need this? I's it worth it? I can't always forgive and forget, i'm a very sensitive person, but i will try, becouse anger can't control my life, it can't control...

Feeling It's a very strange feeling, what i felt today... I just finished a book, an istorical novel about world war II. It was a great book.I felt as if it was wrote for me. I was reading the last few pages when I felt tear tracks coming down my face. I didn't really feel sad, I already got through the most tragic parts and still, I felt something strange, something from inside. Something was bothering me as tears fell down on the page and something clenched my frought. It's like the one crying wasn't me. Like it was somebody else, somebody that deeply understood the pain that was ingraved on to these pages. It is curently 2 a.m. as I'm writting this. I still can't sleep. I can't calm myself down. I can't understand what is real ant what isn't, where does the story end? Yes, i finished that book, but i feel like it isn't finished, not becouse it ended in the way it did, but becouse, in some way, I feel like it is still going on. I feel scared...

Fear We all know this stupid, unrational feeling called ”fear”. Sometimes there are things to be afraid of, but mostly we fear things that shouldn't couse fear. There are people that are afraid of spiders, of small spaces, of pupets or other silly stuff like that. Me? - I'm personaly afraid of other people. Every problem that has ever existed on this planet is coused by humans. Natures gratest murderers are humans, and the body count keeps growing! They don't listen, don't understand, the are selfish spioled and roten, but... I can't help but to admire them. There are so many tings, beautiful things that mankind invented, found, created. Yes, i fear people, but i fear them not becouse I know how ”dark” inside they are, i fear them becouse i want to be liked, i want to be noticed. I don't want anyone to dispise me, i don't want anyone to get hurt, i'm afraid becouse i don't know what they are capable of. I'm afraid becouse i want to fit in. B...