Quit

I knew things would crumble. This is just the kind of person that I am. Once I notice a crack, I can't help but to map out the rest. Friendship? No, any human relationship is fucking fragile. Sometimes, I overestimate myself. I'm just human afterall, not a saint. So it seems I can neither forgive nor forget. Why is it that drama always finds its way to me? I'm so sick of mediating shit only to end up getting pulled into the fire. The only lesson I really learnt from Baden is that if you throw rocks at a pile of shit, the fucking shit will splatter right back at you. So what's the lesson here? Just walk right past, Hayati. You don't deserve shit.