No bye.

Growing up not getting a lot of the things I wanted has made me accustomed to not getting stuff I request for, so I've stopped asking for anything I wanted, unless I was asked.

I grew up hearing loads of lies and since grown used to hearing lies. And you ask me why I doubt people so much.

And somehow, it's sad when you're right.

Desperate times, desperate measures, people change.

When I all wanted was a proper farewell, it becomes like 'Ha! I'm gone. Try harder next time!'

They say that Heaven dotes on foolish people. Well, I guess I'm just awfully intelligent. Or terribly unfortunate. I like the former better.