So, to keep everyone sometimes a bit updated on my life I will write a completely new, amazingly decorated and freely worded blogpost.
For the past couple of days I have been very peaceful, relaxed and okay (as we can't say from everyone in this castle).
Although, something has been brought to my attention about my own behaviour. It appears that I have become too sweet.. sadly this is a characteristic I apparently never used to aim for, and hence my former companions (who are still my closest friends but with whom I just not usually associate during the time I am having my residence in the beautifully placed, pittoresk castle of Radhadesh) have made me attentive of the fact that I have become sweeter and more silky than a silk saree dripped in honey with whipped cream and a strawberry on top of it.
When we take a closer look at my reaction to them expressing their feelings and judgements towards my behaviour one thing particularly jumps into the eye. I did not like it one bit! I remember myself as this girl that never used to care about anything, never used to have a problem with anything and just was happy all the time. But, she got to tell people off that bothered her, not that people used to bother her but still. She was the strong one, the one that could get away with anything and never was afraid.
I have realised, after them telling me, that I do not want to be run over by.
Therefore I will not!
<3
SJABAAAAAAAAAM
For the past couple of days I have been very peaceful, relaxed and okay (as we can't say from everyone in this castle).
Although, something has been brought to my attention about my own behaviour. It appears that I have become too sweet.. sadly this is a characteristic I apparently never used to aim for, and hence my former companions (who are still my closest friends but with whom I just not usually associate during the time I am having my residence in the beautifully placed, pittoresk castle of Radhadesh) have made me attentive of the fact that I have become sweeter and more silky than a silk saree dripped in honey with whipped cream and a strawberry on top of it.
When we take a closer look at my reaction to them expressing their feelings and judgements towards my behaviour one thing particularly jumps into the eye. I did not like it one bit! I remember myself as this girl that never used to care about anything, never used to have a problem with anything and just was happy all the time. But, she got to tell people off that bothered her, not that people used to bother her but still. She was the strong one, the one that could get away with anything and never was afraid.
I have realised, after them telling me, that I do not want to be run over by.
Therefore I will not!
<3
SJABAAAAAAAAAM
CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP
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