My Memories are the thoughts which control my emotions. They bring the good, They bring the bad. There’s no point of even trying to think of other things. i know everything comes back again anyways. We are born with certain flaws, Allah wrote that, and so it was :) . I know i spend every minute of my SAD times wishing i had a different Mind. I know i cannot change it. I know though.. i’ll keep trying like a fool. Because that’s just the way it is and always going to be. I will not change just because a stupid CLown didn’t want my friendship. I won’t stop letting my thoughts out just because people don’t get them sometimes… Or because i always explain them with the wrong words and wrong everything. I know that no matter what, It’s going to be the same. For me that is. I know that it’s not ending yet.. It should be soon though. It has to be!