As I thought more about myself, there are a few things that become clear to me Have you ever see kids on the street that dress up in some kind of not ordinary way just to show that they are matured than the rest of the other kids? But in the end, they succeeded in showing that there are not really matured as to their thoughts Just want to show what will happen if we thought that we are better at things, while actually we don't That's what happened to me, when I thought I had become mature enough to be in love I ended up destroying my life (not that much, but it still has some effects) and the one that I love It won't be such a problem if it only involves me, but the thing is it affected others, which shouldn't happen That is the devil fruit of love when it is grown with sins The roots absorbed the nutritions of lustful feelings How dark my life and heart and that time I try to runaway, but it will not solve anything So I pretend like nothing happened, and try to reminis
My Life Poured As Words