Living here in Italia brought me into a great adjustment again. Everyone was treating me like a crappy princess. I have to stay here inside this fvcking mansion where maids and butlers are everywhere, and go with stupid bodyguards if I'll be going outdoors.I hate it, but must to bare with it. I have to bare with these stupid closet of dresses and girly pairs of shoe that grandma brought for me. Ayaw nila akong umakto na parang lalaki at ayaw na ayaw nilang magmura ako na parang hindi babae. They're fvcking conservative, protective, and above all, dramatic.But in the midst adjusting, I found myself taking my old stuffs away. I forgot what alcohol tasted like. I forgot the noise of clubs sounds like, and so as the scent of cigarettes enters my nostrils. I am now preferred staying my room, reading books, and scroll on social media--things I lately called as stupidly, girly stuffs. I know, it's bullshit. But I getting used to it.
Magbasa pa