I want to be the one who make stories, I want to hurt the way I get hurt, I want to experience how does it feel to be a cheater, a liar, a betrayer, to come up with quick stories to hide the faults, to know that I’ve hurt someone still blame the person for being mad but damn! I turn out to be the loyal one all the time who makes all the efforts to continue the relationship and stay honest and it hurts as fuck!
There are two kinds of relationships. One that gives you everything and another that takes everything away you have. The latter will do nothing for you except fooling you around, feeding you with petty lies and never give you a sense of security.. Now it depends, for how long you’re gonna be fooled and for what? There’s no love, This is not love.