My life is too short.

Sometimes I scarify what I need to do for what I want and love to do. 

For 80% of your life is being controlled by the harsh reality. So I'm doing what I'm doing, just to fight for some more joy and hoping to dump everything aside.

I love dance and I live to dance.
When I dance, there's no past, no future, only the present, the moment of happiness, craziness, joyfulness, dance, friends, and I myself.

What I just don't understand is that why am I still feeling so stressed up by everything?

Family, study, time, school shit, even those bboy competitions etc. ~

I need some smokes for consolation.