Sometimes I really hate this world.
Sometimes I really love it too.

What if, when I think things are just normal shite and not serious shite, things are actually the best they can get? What if when I just moderately hate the world I should be adoring and loving it? Because it doesn't get any better?
What if I'm just overrating myself? What if I don't deserve half as much as I think?

What if you'd actually read my note? what if the world for once had acted the way I wanted it to?
What if I could stop thinking "what if" and start thinking that I'm satisfied and happy?