The way this works is quite strange to me. I’ll always admire children and their ability to be naive. It seems that once you mature into adulthood, the world is no longer friendly, no longer sensible. There are ulterior motives behind everything, there are secrets looming everywhere. I don’t remember having to worry about so much bullshit before and yet it’s beaten into you by the time you’re an adult. Looking deeply into it, the root of the problem comes from that people aren’t genuinely, oh I don’t know how to describe it. Pure, nice, good. The real world, the adult world isn’t separated by black and white, it’s all gray. It’s quite lovely when you’re a little kid and you can distinguish the black and white but reality is pretty harsh. If only people could look at the world form a black/white perspective, what a fucking pity.