my life is not a story.
but sometimes i wish it was.
stories are meant to be read, you want to read them. after all, it is their purpose.
no one would want to read my life. it's too normal.
& the thirst, the ambition to be recognized becomes stronger.
wanting to DO something. wanting to live on after death. that is my ultimate goal.
but by the looks of it, it looks nigh impossible.
we all can have dreams, ideals. how many of these are actually fufilled is another thing altogether.
everyone wants to be known, and some just get lucky.
the other few million or so live completely normal lives, good lives but also boring lives.
the chances are literally one in a million.
but hey, it's worth a shot.