Only today, did I realise that I miss what I used to love most when I was a little girl. The smell of dried leaves and the crunching sound they make when I step on them. Walking alone isn't all that bad actually. Without having the need to converse with your friend, you actually tend to subconciously pay more attention to your surroundings. Nostalgia hit me almost immediately. Then again, one has to grow up and learn.
I suddenly decided to revert back to my old ways. He'll be proud if he knew.
Which reminds me, there's no need for anyone to think any deeper. No need to search for clues to find the subtle hints. I'm a very straight forward person(most of the time).
Oh, and I don't believe in boarderline bullshit. They irritate me. Although I might seem oblivious quite often, I actually know what are the true intentions. No use trying to give me crap. I'm not naive and I won't buy them.

*No one ever takes me seriously.