Gosh. I'd like to feel just once an ordained duty to be a protector of a petite version of me. While fact is most of the blabbers condemned me eternally just for pointing out that they in fact have bad upbringings--both socially, and mentally--though I'd still care enough to show unnecessary gratitude to respond to them at all. Although most of my own social experiences ended up in some kind of awkward dispositions--marked by the other party often got offended over almost hilly-billy acts and less-unlikely-favorable-to-them remarks and remove any kind of attachment with me thusly, I have no remorse whatsoever for any past events regarding this matter. Once, one of them came raided my writings here in my blog and got her pants on fire (although I care less whether she's a liar ot not, since I sensed false life braggings from any of her postings on the social media). F.y.i, nobody really care enough to read my blogs, so thanks for putting the rainbow in my sky for me. S...
sometimes you just need to write down everything