stop. crying. seriously. do not cry for what you have done.

if friendship's a thing that meant to be kept and last forever, well then i guess i'm definitely not one hell of a good keeper. and the reason you ask? simply because i'm not worth it. 

at times i think. i'm really blessed because i have best friends and people who cares for me.
but most of the time, i locked myself up thinking about all the possibilities that might come true one day because of the things that i have done or the way i have acted. and nothing can be worse than having all these possiblities coming true because i believe karma would eventually comes right back into my face one day. it's haunting me. it's back haunting me again.

and i hate it.

i wish this is not how our story ends. at least not as tragic and awkward as i'd imagined. i want you as my best friend. forever and always but i'm not capable to make you keep me, or keep you. who am i to say all this? i'm sorry. i'm really really sorry.

fuck you grace. you're the greatest person i've ever met who go around disappointing and hurting people. thank you grace. you've given me the greatest life i've never wanted to have. 

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