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Time

Sometimes I wish I could go back in time, and tell my bitchy self to own up to the deathbeds she made, to tell my shy self that it's okay to voice your opinion, and to make my 9 year old self understand that love at that age is nothing but broken sweethearts and kids play.

Even so, thanks to them I'm what I'm today, but there's still plenty of room for improvement.

I did manage to handle a bit of my bitchy self but I find it hard sometimes to voice what's on my mind, because those things will get me in trouble.

Love? Why talk about it? I don't even think love exists. I think love is nothing but the physical attraction between two people.

That easily explains why so many girls of my age are running around pregnant or doing the nasty with the ones they love. So I say forget love, I don't need to be looking for it. I mean, if it did even exist than it should be looking for me.

One thing I do like about myself now is, that I have completely bleached myself out of the crazy shit society believes. I now believe in my own ways of doing things, I'm no follower, I'm no leader, when some shit is wrong in my books and right in society, than its wrong.

For now I'll just keep doing me, and hanging with the ones I consider my friends, because life is short and whatever has been done in the past should be held with no regrets!

Let's live for today, so tomorrow we don't regret our yesterday.

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