a matter of opinion, don't you think?
we are, but, a piece of white cloth.
the colors of life and experiences maketh what we are now.
the combination of color splashes determines that we are our own individual: never will there be a copied another.
so, if we are really different from another, why compel your method onto mine?
we follow different paths and hold different principles.
i have a right to how i do things. u have a right to stand by yours.
judging and being prejudiced is when u used your method to see mine as wrong.
isn't it?
age is never equivalent to being mature. or does it?
