Oh, so I’m the kind that’ll die trying?
I wonder if there’s ever such a thing as fate. You know, sometimes you come across a sentence like ‘as fate would have it, Nancy wasn’t thinking straight that morning and died with her head rolled over by an 18-wheeler’. Though I tend to overlook the phrase ‘as fate would have it’ (because it’s just so cliched), and go straight to the awesome part, it all makes sense now how appropriate that sentence sounds.
If I’d ever believe in fate, I would like to believe that I’m one of those lucky assholes that’ll will live life without needing to lift my finger for anything and will always be blessed with everything. Yes, I hope everything would just fall from the sky. That’ll be great. *please God, lemme be one of them lucky assholessouls*
But then again, I am not that shallow. I will still try to work hard to get whatever I want in life and as a safety net, yeah I need myself to believe that I’m a lucky assholessoul. It’s all about the confidence after all.
