Leechy Pain.

things happened just as i expected. i wanted to say how sorry i am, but things would never change even if i did. i want to make things happen, instead things always go out of hand. i thought i always have control over us, but i never expect things to get worst again. i know i owe you way too much, and you deserve so much better. i want things to start right from the start but i realized i'm always dreaming of the impossibles. i want things from the start to be right, and that is to never have asked for your name, made friends with you and to have loved you.

i'm no good at anything, other than making you hate me more than ever. 

if this even works, i'm sorry. 

again.