I don’t know what’s about me that give people the wrong impression. I hate to break it to you guys but I’m not maldita, suplada, masungit, or anything of that sort. I’m actually a very nice person deep inside. Hehe. I’m sure you’d love me if you got to know me. And I’m not saying these things out of conceit or being too much self-absorbed.
I just hate it when I learn from other people that so and so didn’t like me because I was too unapproachable. Girl, did you even try to approach me in the first place? Yeah, there’s that. I’m just “too quiet, it’s scary sometimes,” but I’m actually really nice. Believe me. I could come up with a lot of pleasant things to say for you to like me. Just keep in mind though that everything that would come out of my mouth is in its most sincere form. No bullshit.
The past has its rude way of getting back into our lives repeatedly. They would remain with us forever even though we don’t want them in our lives anymore. Why?