"Love is sweet, but ants die in the middle of sugar." - Hendra

What am I? A Free Elf?

Nothing is forever. Everything is temporary.

The world has two sides, up and down. Sometimes you see the stars are shining, but another time you see nothing. It's plain nothing.

As the time goes and the days remain, you could see what's left behind the fog. You could know what is black and what is white. Or how it feels to be grey.

Peace, it's all you need. Life is just the matter of time. Whatever happens, just peace with it. I feel like erasing all the memories which are no good. But it's such not a piece of shit. It's hard. It follows you wherever you go. I have my free will, it's me, whose decides whether to look back on it with a saddy-puppy eyes or look back and laugh on it. Laugh because I've learned.  

I cheer to the fact that I don't eat from golden plates, but I'm proud to the other fact that I don't have to lick somebody's feet or kiss someone's ass, to continue this life.

I am, my life, with everything in between.......is free.

I'm happy to know that I'm not Dobby the house-elf from Harry Potter story, who needs sock to be one. I'm free with all my heart.

You can fake your face, but it can't close the fact about your stingy heart.

It stinks.

I'm not a saint that I don't be good all the time. It's just me, following my heart and guts. 

I have no masters.

Dobby, the free elf.