Why did I make this blog

For the first time, instead of filling myself with Louisa Clark's gratefullness of having such man, or her slight grief, then her captivating freedom I...found my way to feel deeply upon How it is like to be in William Traynor's shoes. It could've been wonderful to watch the person you love, spread her wings But, You also tend to have this ability to be constantly reminded That you are dying of having broken wings That you are digging your own grave, not knowing any better way to go With sincerest smile and memories you wish to hold forever in your arms That you shut your eyes tightly so that the tears won't come down So that the fear of dying will fade behind your closed door.

And…I have this weird complicated thoughts upon  fate  I’m trying hard to fathom into constellation. Fate is somehow and always been mysterious and all. The concept of fate itself is so full of pros and cons. But I don’t talk religions here, even when I’m talking about God’s divine. I’m concerning about mine, and mine only bcs, well, this is my cyber property and I’m a self centered biatch, so, yeah. How does fate works? Can I map down its pattern? Is my fate what’s best for me? If it is, then it should’ve fulfilled my expectation bcs I’m the only one, aside from God, who knows what makes me happy. So, to find the possible answer, I have to find its pattern. And to find its pattern is to look upon my past bcs fate  worked  there. What was my fate then? Oh, let me give a simple example: I got into X school that allowed me to meet the best people I’ve ever encountered in my life. I didn’t really like the school before, and  expected  to get in to another Y school where my childhood