Past

Reading blog posts from the past, i was really surprised. Yes, i have changed. It has only been 3 years, but everything feels different now. I am no longer who i used to be, i no longer speak like how i used to speak, and my heart has become entirely different from the past. I'm not old enough to groan about the passage of time and how everyone gets old, but i believe that i should at least open up about my true feelings. The WYZ 3 years old, JoJo, seemed happy, optimistic, self-reflective and everything that resembles uprightness. And the person that's writing this post right now, is a crazy asshole who has no idea what she's going through and rants about every single thing that has happened to her, every misfortune that she has suffered, every tear that she has shed, every pain and heartbreak that she has gone through, every single sentiment that she locks up inside her heart. They are overwhelming. They have corroded my joy and poisoned my heart. Let's face it, I am no longer who i used to be, and i hate it. I remember the days when i would get excited just by seeing the sunset glow. I would shriek in excitement and smile like a fool. I would take picture of it and even call out to people to capture that beautiful moment. But when was the last time i have done such a thing? i couldn't remember.