If not now, when? If not now, when? If not now, when? I fucking love my life. Sorry to use such brutal language, but I cannot think of any other word to describe this feeling that well. I am sick, physically (maybe mentally as well.), and tired, and ready to give up with the ambition to make the dream come true, but it does not matter, because I am so happy. So happy. It can change in one split a second, but at this very moment, I am very much happy. Even if I miss my friends and even if it's lonely and even if we cannot be together as much as I wanted to and I am not in love which is why I love the situation as much as I do.
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