Definition of Life and Memories.

I’ve been accomplishing numerous aims, but yet there are some things I am still not able to reach. Is it just fate, or I’m not taking enough initiatives to complete my long-hungered future? My world has never been tranquil, and it’s about to get worse.

It’s hilarious and yet embarrassing to say that I’ve lashed out a slew of attempts to get a friend, a close friend. However, there is no one I could really confide my secrets with, I would like to ask the wretched God where my faith can never reach him, are humans made to unveil anything that get into their ears?