Novel & Cerita About Life

“People say, that it’s so funny to be me. Everyday something new and interesting happens. So adventurous. But they don’t know that every evening is like the calendar. I have to tick that it was the same, as it had been 3 weeks ago. And something changes, only if I don’t come home. So today was that day. I liked it, however while being out I was still thinking about it.” “But look, even if I am not there, my mind is there. There is no escape from that place, regrettably,” he chuckled in the end. It wasn’t a funny chuckle, it was a pity one. He was laughing at his life. Sometimes I think, what is life? People have to go through so much difficulties, that sometimes you can’t even notice how th

Sometimes, he feels like my whole fucking life. And, how can one not recognise life? How can one not live the life? How can I?

A continuity that briefly includes the people who are living it. She is living it. She chose to live it. Every single day.

~~Jay~~ Life is so strange. One moment, you’re living what feels like a normal life the kind of life you take for granted, brushing off every little thing as if tomorrow is promised. And the next, life thrusts you into a rollercoaster of pain and negativity that doesn’t slow down, not even to let you breathe.

Coming home every night after my day's hustle isn't always this dramatic. My life is mediocre, at its best. No drama. No intrigue. Nothing. Just me, barely surviving another mediocre day with yet another mediocre problem that was out for my mediocre life and not-mediocre-but-problematic sanity.

She would never go back to that, but they were grown now and she had the right to go out for a picnic and enjoy herself! “What is your problem, Sean! I didn’t intentionally upset any of you. I just got back from a life-altering event! Jack understands what I’ve been through. Have you ever been on the brink of death like that. On the side of a mountain, clinging to life? This can’t be equated to drug addiction!” Though she herself had thought them similar when she was trying to survive.

Her art not only enriches people's lives, but also provokes deep reflections on the human condition and the transformative power of artistic expression. In addition to her success as an artist, Luiza finds a balance between her personal and professional life. She learns to nurture her relationships and to value the simple, meaningful moments with her loved ones. With each step of her journey, she understands that the true meaning of life lies in the connections we build and the memories we share.

Would I have been a good mother? The past seven years I thought about ,what if. What if I wasn't born in the mafia , would my life have been different. What if I ran away with him, when he asked me when we were only eighteen years old. What if I had listened to him would any of this have happened.

I needed to figure out my life and actually live it. Finally live.

Fear An unpleasant emotion of threat and pain. The one thing he never felt all his life was now his constant partner. Making his every breath like a burden of boulder on his chest. Every second seems like years of never ending darkness. Life is going. That's how it is and that's how it'll be. Life goes on, no matter what. But it's the person who remains in the dilemma of their loophole. Seeing their world repeat itself again and again. The house was oddly quiet. Lost was his happiness and lost was his sparkle leaving nothing behind but just a mirage of memories of those mesmerising eyes.