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In life, you've got to make choices. The right ones and the wrong ones. 

The right ones for you, don't always mean it's right for others, and vice versa. What's wrong for you, doesn't mean it's all wrong for others. People go different ways, that's just the way it is.

Some choose left, some choose right.

There's no rule. It's all up to you. 

The one-and-only rule is :

dont

ever

stand

in

the

middle

Being in the middle means you are weak, incompetent, and simply...afraid. Afraid to make mistakes, afraid to make choices. Afraid what you do will effect others -- or maybe yourself. In a bad way. Afraid to take the consequences.

Afraid.

That's why you choose to build your own tent in the middle, while the others make choices -- and move on.

I've been standing in the middle myself (through everything) for only God knows how long. Standing, alone. Building my own tent, being comfortable with myself, feeling happy. In the middle.

Why? Because while others are busy taking care of the consequences, hell, I don't have to! 

Until I realize, all those happiness, all those being-comfortable and stuffs, are fake. I'm trapped, that's the only thing that's real. I will never move on. ne-ver.

I'm starting to question myself, doubt myself, and finally... I don't know who I am anymore.

Too much contaminated by the lefts and rights, without having any firm foundation to stand on.

So, I did some 


thinkingthinking
thinkingthinkingthinkingthinking
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thinkingthinkingthinkingthinking
thinkingthinkingthinkin

And I choose:

left/right

I did this only because I love you

just

so

you

know

Finally, now I know what happy really is.

Happy means facing your fear, standing up straight, and you'll live.