I guess we're all complicated. We all have different stories. And even though we try to be simple, we're still intricate and complicated.
Because we're human.
And even though I'm kind of 'old' now, even though I'm just twenty-six, I still ride my board. I designed it, by the way. And I don't smoke anymore.
At night, I don't cry myself to sleep anymore, but I know that I am still scarred. And I will always have that burden on my shoulders.
But I've learned to accept that.
Accept and move on.
^^That's my mantra.
YOU ARE READING
Complications
Short StoryI hope he can un-complicate me. Well, at least a part of me. Since my past is very complicated, I hope that the future will be bright and simple. The exact opposite of what I am. But we'll see. We'll see. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved
