If you ever read it again, understand that while writing this you were crying, and hurt and your fantasies were scattered and all smashed, you are writing this because you feel pathetic and want to die, the only reason that kept you living is your hope and your responsibilities, I don't know whether in future you will regret this decision or not but I surely know this day while writing this shit a lot of you have been changed, you have killed the ambitious you to death for she doesn't have the right to lead a life that is filled with big dreams cause it been trapped by lowly but hurtful fences out of love, you are bleeding but for your loved ones who tied you in it cannot see it, you are crying loud for help but they out of love are deaf, you are dying slowly but because love is blind they cannot see it.
The things that forced me to write it is my urge to chase what they say is not meant for me, but today I finally have realised it that how fortunate my fate of cupid is, any form of love I crave from my beloved people around me I get it in form of hurt, I'm writing it to warn you, stop falling for love and stop expecting things on your own cause you never know how hurtful it gets later on.
The one who's writing might is filled with temporary rage but I earnestly request you to keep burning and keep getting fierce not because you ought to fight but because at your low you would not be able to seek for shelter or shade of patriot love any more.
They might not even be able to see how much have they hunted you, they might even outlook it and blame it all on you
Just read it and get more and more depressed everyday, for no one give a FUCK about it!