foresight.

i would rather not go and find out anything. as usual, its the same outcome. maybe you might hate me, hate me for whatever i chose to do. but then again, look at yourself. if you think that i suck that much, then you're probably not any less. well, at least i know its not how much it happens on reality.

to some extent, its the right decision i made. and its going to be like this oneday. i saw it long ago, and its just revealing before me now. though it may hurt, but as long as you're fine, i wouldn't mind. as much as i want to do something, i cant. my hands are tied, my heart is cold.

you may go ahead, but really, never talk to me again.