I guess I can't tell that fine line between right and wrong anymore. Recently this fear of growing up has grown in me - the fear that there'd be no one to guide me, to tell me what to do and what not to as I grow older. The fear of being alone when making decisions and all. I hate making decisions and I'm not exactly good at it... I think. It's almost as if you become more lonely as you grow older. Or maybe I'm just building extra walls because of what happened and what had hurt me.
I should learn how to flip a coin.
I've been feeling like a jerk, but you could see it as retribution. For hurting so many, you get hurt too. Isn't it only fair?
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