With all brave and confidence, I will tell you this.. I am jealous. I am jealous of her, of everything she have now. Maybe all along I was thinking I was her. That I can do this and I can do whatever she is capable of. Sad to boot, I can never be like her. She has everything now while me, I'm stuck in this sickness that covered me for eternity and no too long will turned into ash someday. While she will live longer, happy of what she achieve. I once thought that I'm ahead of her when it comes to experiences or getting what I want. It's true that the world is round, it can get you higher and will get you down. Life is also like that. Never think about it before. I'm still lucky they say because I'm still alive, yup! I believe that. And she's lucky and fortunate too. She make her dreams come true. My question is? Am I going to make mine too?
Life is not just cupcakes and rainbow.