I often wonder if this is how the world really works,
I tend to believe that there are still more into it although I can't seem to grasp any reasons to hold on anymore.

Is kindness enough to polish their destructive traits?

Do I also need to look on a black mirror and summon my malice to protect my happiness?





They'd say fiction is better because there's fantasy however they're all dumb enough to show blindness when it is more hurtful inside the so called wonderland.

I've seen a lot of fiction and I...