It takes long time for me to tell you about ..

LOVE.

Here I am, in my last chance enjoying free time at home. Basically, today is such a whole sleep time. I don't even have work and my brothers use the internet all the time so yeah all I can do is just sleep :D

I don't feel I really have feelings. I know I am a human, definitely.
Sometimes I think I'm cruel and mean.
Sometimes I think I'm a liar and maybe a two-faces person.
I had so many people love me but I made sins that hurted them so they probably turned to hate me.
I had so many friends before but I said many harsh words that they probably turned to erase me ever from their memories.
And I'm feeling upset too, I am angry to myself. Why did I do that? Before I knew about boy and love, I didn't like that.
It's all just because love, love, and love I got so much trouble. With God. With my parents. With my friends.

That's reasons why it takes long time for me to speak it off.
Because I hate love changed me.