Love is dead...


I am unhappy. Why must everyone change when we get older? I dont understand. It's so sad that the people I used to be comfortable with has slipped away. It's even more sad that now that I'm a teenager, boys are so hard to communicate with. Why cant they just talk and play as usual? Why must everyone make their lives so miserable? I wish everything is like when I was 10 years old. Why can't everyone hug each other? The thrill of climbing into abandoned houses and building sandcastles without a big fuss.I hate this change. I've only realized this now... Hmph... I wonder why... xoxo



♥With Love and sadness.

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