I’m getting soft.
I’ve been so vulnerable and not much people seem to care. I’m not being all depressed about my life. I’m just expressing my emotions (a typical reason for having a blog).
What happened to being independent? Being happy? The type of happiness where you can’t deny it. You can say with your whole heart, you are happy. What happened to the youth? I’m part of it, and I feel different than before. What happened?
When life gives you lemons, what happens?
