The more I think about it, the more I'm starting to hate myself.
Nothing will change. Nothing.
Memories are so vague....
After a long time, you're bound to forget those that are close to you.
Those that you really loved, that you really cared.
But, I don't think that I'll be able to forget about you.
I probably wont be able to.
You are one of the few things that I'll never ever forget. Even if I wanted to.
I hate myself for this. I blame myself.

People. Human.
When things go wrong... very wrong.
They tend to blame others. Continuously thinking that they are right.
Well, I blame myself. I'm gonna take the blame for it.
Regardless of the consequences. It doesn't matter to me anymore.
Isn't this just human nature?
Isn't this 'cuz we are always looking for an easy way out?