Saturday, February 25, 2012
When i was 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, I could make a list of who wished me happy birthday, who smsed me, and who gave me presents. Now, I could make up a list of who didn't. Growing up is a really tough process. Slowly, we all begin to forget what are the things we deem important in our childhood. And all the routines, will be forgotten as well.
To think of it, it could be partly my fault as well. I couldn't remember to give presents to friends who gave me mine. One reason humanity gave up on me.
&faded to grey at 2:33 PM♥