December 2011
14 posts
Sometimes I wonder why things are the way they...
Isn’t that what growing up is all about? Finding out why life works the way it does? Why people act the way they do? Sometimes I can’t understand it. Sometimes I can trace back to why I’m the way I am. You learn to accept yourself for who you are, but sometimes I just wonder. How do people see me?
I should have become a psychologist.
