Life is a trip, sometimes it ends good and sometimes bad end. Yeah okay, I accept it, but why do you lose so much on the road? friendship, self-confidence and much more.
A lot has changed since I was a small but yes that's what happens. But how did that when I dropped the girl at the door next or how it happened when I dropped the girl who was my best friend?
Is it wrong of us who are left behind or is it the fault of those who leave?