Mad? Nah. I was. To myself. For letting this happen to me. For letting myself feel weak.
But not anymore.
I'm more.. disappointed. With you. I thought you were better. No. Not better. Different. But you're just like the rest. Your tactics made you cheap. Now, you're just one of those dogs, craving for drippings of meat.
You were hurt so you act like shit? A very lame excuse. Still I congratulate you for hurting me too in the past. I hope you felt good about it.
But remember this, I'll do everything to make sure that I won't turn out to be like you. I won't use my past to fool around with people like you do.
Because at your age, you're regressing towards immaturity.
I choose to mature as I age.
-FKLabels: realization, relationship, self