Some have it backwards.
to those who mattered.
I am not sure sometimes;
such peculiar acts I find.
I thought people are the ones who should be treasured in the first place, not things that are related to the person in question.
All my girlies hate raisins O.o”
Before that, I lived my world thinking that everyone loves raisins. Something like chocolates. Something like ice cream. Then I was proven otherwise.
Well, just found out that R loves raisins! Yippee! Hmm, but he’s a guy. Any girl out there who’s a fellow raisin lover?
But hey, it’s just a fun detail. Nothing good or bad about it, really. I love my friends all the same.
I love it when we’re the same; it’s like looking into the mirror.
I love it when we’re different; it’s like looking beyond.