Dimarahin. I have issues.
I just realize that growing up is actually giving a f***.
About everything. Even people’s feelings.
Kinda weird. But it does make sense.
I always think that I can do what I want. Everyone can, too.
It is my decision whether to care or not, care, being sensitive or insensitive, giving a f*** or not giving a f***.
The phrase actually doesn’t stop there.
“You can do what you want as long as you keep it to yourself.”
“Something are better left unsaid.”
“Silence is golden.”
I have always believed those are all wrong. I mean, for God’s sake, just speak! Tell them! Express yourself!
There’s a tiny line between “freedom” and “having manner”. I guess.
Thank you, S for always reminding me that I’m a bad person. But always believe that I could, and I will, be better.