What I'm learning, she said, was how people react to the same situation. One would be annoyed at the person who asks a lot of question while another would gladly give answers, hoping that it will shed some light. And I hope you choose the latter.
Don't. I am not your property. Even though I am your daughter, that doesn't mean I should be your slave. Don't say "you are just my child." What do you even mean by that? I am a person. My things are not yours. Don't give it away to others without asking me first. Respect me … Continue reading Who Am I?
There are times that I wonder if we are still friends. Because we don't talk anymore. I don't know anything about you now. I don't know if you're in a new relationship, but back in the days we used to talk about our crushes all the time. I know you're hurt, I want to listen … Continue reading Questions With No Answer
"Have you ever thought why life is unfair?" She asked him. "No." He smiled. "But I have thought why people choose to think life is unfair." She looked at him, perplexed. "Life is what you make out of it. If you think it's unfair, it will be. If you think it's wonderful, it will be." … Continue reading Change of Heart