mine.

if i had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. and contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. and what it wouldn't be, it would. you see?

and then sometimes you just feel everything and nothing all at once. sometimes you'll find yourself smiling while missing something at the same time. at times you can absolutely love a person, all the while wondering why you're even in the same room as them. life comes without guarantees. except that smiling will brighten your face, laughing will enhance your eyes, and possibly that falling in love will change your life. so, i'm guessing changing the world into something of my own wouldn't exactly work out. cause underneath it all, it's all about point of view. one man's trash is another man's treasure, remember? and living in a world where i'm alone in my happiness is nowhere near what i want. nor anywhere in the range of sanity. but if everything were what it wouldn't be in a world where things aren't what they are, then who would i be? without you? what a mess that would be.