I have to be responsible for myself.

I've heard my friend mentioned something, which boosted my forlornity.

I've been negligent. I've been insensitive. I've been insensate. I've been thoughtless.

I've been living in this charmed life unknowingly. I've gotten this luckiest thing in the universe and coincidence to happen in my life, but I wasn't aware of how crucial it is to me. Why on earth do I need others to remind me of how lucky I was? Why on earth did I learn nothing to appreciate and take good care of it so that it wouldn't slip away from my hand? Now that I so eagerly wanted to cup everything entirely in my hands, I'm determined to strive my best to win my charm back. I'm going into this gamble, and I'll try hard.

For once, I got myself disorder in life, and I yearn to hold this responsibility.