Emo.

Sometimes, I jus wish that booze remains an integral part of my life.

Just so because I speak my mind when I drink, and you can expect 90% of them to be truthful words than deceptive manifestations of the human mind.

Someone managed to broke into this space of mine through a careless mistake, and you know who you are. Lol.

Brat.

I've just seen a multitude of ideas and perceptives. Of different ages and professions. Of different backgrounds and cultures. All in one boozing session.

In them I see myself, living in the middle of the all-so-perfect life. But I am nowhere there.

I am still young, but not so young.

I managed to obscure the hazy thoughts in my mind, and the result of it all is a lerthagic and restless soul. Unwanted and wallowing in self-pity.

But the gem that I have recovered in this process is my long-lost self-confidence.

No longer lost in myself and lost in undesired pursues. I see the BIG picture now.

Judge me if you want, people. It doesn't really bother me.

You point one finger at me, three fingers are pointing back at you.

I live for myself,my family, my passion and my friends.

If one don't live for all these, what is life's worth?

Nothing.