I still remember how I believed that it was unforgivable. I never understood why people do things like this. But now I know, I've become one of them.



And now I don't even care.


It couldn't be helped, could it?
Just imagine what kind of life I will have if none of this has happened to me; where and who will I be at this very instant? I cannot imagine a life otherwise, even when I hope that I could be another person who's not a complete failure like I am.