“Couldn’t even get into trouble like a normal boy.”
Never really had that problem until now.
Remember once had petted a chicken before it got turned into my dinner by my mom.
Didn’t notice it was gone till it’s in my stomach.
Almost held a brawl match with her.
The days when I was still a stubborn kid.
Didn’t have a mom that teach me calm a cock.
Always thought a boy without troubles is kinda weird, found the others ordinary and tried to distinguish through numerous troubles.
we can’t live without pulse.
Perhaps I have failed to make me any cooler, the rationality we’ve learnt governed the sentiment we engage; let us build our own constraint.
Considered he was a compelling dad until heard what he said.
When walls are closing in and don’t know where to, let’s say what;
Go for it.