Living in the world of reality means you have to deal with real things,
with life. In the past 18 years of my life there are lots of things to consider as the best thing that happened. I have so many accomplishments that everyone around me shared me with joy. Visions are plainly and superbly laid in front of me, goals are ready to be hit anytime I want, that’s because I have everything and I believe I deserve all those things. Later, I mean this past few months I’ve come to realize that the world is not for me but for those people who work out for it, that I am in a world of reality, in this past few months I have met someone whom I should consider part of my third door (I have known him for years but were not that closed), he’s so caring, sweet, nice, kind (in some ways) and wise. But the thing is he is also deviant (well everyone is deviant by there nature), picky and observant. He can easily get across with the idea; he can put his thoughts in words and can think as seven times if he wants to. But the thing is I like him the most and I can’t really understand why of all those people who want to be with my world, it’s him who unlocked the gate. I hate him for some reasons, but I love him for more than any reason. some of my friends don't like him, some don't even appreciate what he's doing, well i think that's because he's so hooked in his past and they don't want me to trap in that kind of relationship (i appreciate their concern sooo much..) that's why When he came into my life, I just can’t figure out why “him” of all those person and God forgive me, I think I deserve him and I think this one is for me.
