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I like to think that I am special. To feel like I am more than, I am. It's hard to remember what kindoff person I used to be.
It feels like I have lived 10 years in finland. It only has been little
more than a year. Maybe I can't remember or be sure, because I don't
like to. I talked to my old friend couple of months ago and she talked
about people we used to hang with. I had no idea who and what she was
talking about. I usually just say that I don't remember people who don't
mean anything to me, or I just say I have a bad memory.
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