I liked to think that through all the stuff I've been through; the pain, the sadness, the hard decisions, the failures and those down right just shitty moments that it'll lead to something amazing. That fate will come and give me what I deserve but the more I think about it the likeliness of something like that happening drops.
I guess the thought of fate and destiny and the fact that life will have something wonderful in stall for me, has managed to make me feel better for bad situations.
Such as, I do bad in a test but I'll think oh life has probably made it this way so that I'll do better in my next test.

But I've realised that this state of mind is flawed in many ways. Because what if life doesn't want me to have a good life? Then this whole fate luvs me thing isn't really good right?
And I think for me to be happy, I can't just rely on fate. I need to try and if my trying isn't good enough well then I leave it to fate.

If you asked me if all our lives are already written, I would say yes. But then again it's all written in pencil. It's written but it's just as easy to change.

You can keep telling yourself that if it's meant to be then it's meant to be but if you want it to be then what's stopping you?