Life sure has a sick sense of humor. First it taught me to love. Then it took that away and left me in the dust. Then it taught me to love again, cos hey, i tot whatever happened in the past won't happen again, right?

I mean what are the odds of someone i care abt getting married to somebody else?

Zilch to zero, right?

WRONG.

Let's just say, it's deja vu.

So then i try to pick myself up and life throws me a curve ball.

What am i going to do now? Why is it so dramatic and tragic? Why damnit?

And this is the precise reason why i don't believe in you. Yes, i'm talking to you. You ask me why i hate u, this is the reason why. Look at me and how everything around me is falling apart. And you ask why i don't believe in you. I hate you.