I hate how the only thing that reminds me of something is that specific person. I just hate it. How that person changed how i looked cars, how i suddenly could open the helmet foam to wash it clean, how i knew a bit about cars. I hate when I know some of it. How i wanted to go to cars event even tho i didn't know anything about it, i just remember how i used to go there and have someone to lead through it all. Even though I'm alone right now I have the desire to go there but what should I do if I get there and just admire things that I didn't like even in the first place, I just liked it because someone brought me over and it still lingered in me longer than I thought. I don't even have interest in cars, in automotive, things and things. I hate it so much how it lingers on me until now. I can't unlearn it, I live with it. I took interest when nice cars passed by, get amused. But I can't do anything about it, it's just there. Just like cigeratte smoke that lingers in your clothes even if you stop smoking.