Time

Can anybody tell me that I'll be alright? Cause the person who used to tell me that, is the one who makes me not.


Anyway, who doesn't want a time machine? Just to see whether you're fine or or not in the future?

I ALWAYS want to have one. It's pathetic, like, even, when I just eat something, I wish I had a time machine, turn back time, 5 or 10 minutes back, and did not eat. When I was young, I always want to fast forward the time, well, I still want to do that But now, most of time, I just want to be back to December 2010. Or May 2010, Or July 2007, or even, December 1991.

Sometimes, I think that maybe if I want something—which is back to December—that bad and think about it all the time, God will send me back to December. Like, in the movie, you know "17 Again" maybe? Or "Heroes"

Pathetic. I know.

"We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams." —Jeremy Irons



I don't think so.

Some take us back called regrets. And some take us forward called tired-of-life-s.



But I should stop. The time machine still doesn't exist. No matter how much I want it, it won't exist. Now just wait and watch. And feel.


Cause future is uncertain. And that's for certain.