Sometimes I quiestion my existence :)

Sometimes, in the midst of disaster, I question my existence. I constantly ask myself why am I here. What was my fault that I'm in this hell? Then I realize it's not actually hell. It's life it's a trial. It is how it's supposed to be. Then I get up I move on with life. Cause a lot of good things exist in life after all :)

1 month ago

Thank you

1 month ago