Time wrap to the age of 17, I didn't regret being crazy, as long as it deserved.

I knew I deserved better.

Some people was good in the other way, close to me, more attention on me, could also give it a try.

Some people might not be so excellent, but easy to communicate and tell the truth, and also be potentially reliable.

Some people in a distance,  but care me in a secret way.

If I didnt have so much "rules & standards", there could be more possibilities.