And sometimes life knows the exact way to annoy me. And when I realize why, I can't help but to love it. And thank it. And wonder if it's just me or if it does this to everyone. Am I something special ? Or am I nothing at all ? Or is it just trying to make me think that I'm something special so I'll breathe it in ? So, I'll remember why I'm here ? Or remember that I wouldn't change a thing by leaving ?
It's so confusing. I love it.