He says...

He says, 'How's doing, my dear?'

'I'm doing bad, you know. I get hurt by myself again. By myself i must say, coz I should have avoided it, but I didn't, and I couldn't.'

'Girl you are not doing bad. This is the learning process. No one borns to know how to live, but learn through experiences.'

'I don't care about what i've learnt. I know when it comes again, I probably will get myself hurt again, though i know that does no good on me. Yet, what I really treasure is the feeling, the experience of any feelings that have encountered.'

'Girl, what you have learnt is, you know what you want.'

'Well, what you have learnt is, you know how to defend your teachings'.