Last few years were so unfortunate that it keeps me awake even today. Sometimes I just feel like punishing myself really hard for accepting the apology but not denying to trust again. Deep down I already knew that I was just the object of desire, that people really liked me for a thousand reasons and all of them wanted to walk with me when the sun sets. So let’s agree to disagree because I either keep it all inside as silence is the best reply to a shock or tell exactly how I feel with no filter. I’m really sorry for the mean, awful and accurate things I might say because I was always told that be everyone’s friend but nobody’s fool but I just got caught, maybe I chose the darkness.