me when I'm the silliest goose in existence, unaffected by the concept of shame because it has no bearings on my mind, unbothered by my appearance because any problems other people have with it is none of my concern, have destroyed the concept of ultimate happiness because I know no such thing exists, wish only to love and be loved in return to the extent that it is possible, do not hate life because it is ultimately meaningless, accepted that anything I do will bring regrets so might as well go on with it, have understood that there can be no ultimate meaning to life either, that I must make sense of senseless stuff as I keep treading in the darkness of the unknown that is the future, know and accept that my views, as everything else, are subject to change, and that i will not be consistent in anything, and I must be kind to those who deserve it, act in the immediate and not abstractedly, accept that I am insignificant and unoriginal and revel in the fact that simultaneously, I can never be anyone else and no one else will ever be me!
