At this point, am battling with myself.
Emotionally. Psychologically.
It’s like I find it really hard to accept facts.
Those facts which I DON’T WANT to accept, but the mind and heart keep ruining my peace still with these facts.
Seriously, am really done with trusting men. Haven’t I seen enough already?
Reminder to self: Please keep a clear mind and never fall for the person/s.
Men are still men, and you yourself know what they are capable of, even if they’re your best friend.
They can be a good companions, but at the end, their simple flaw: nice words are just merely, WORDS. They will just be a let-down.
I might just be a victim of love again, and f**k it, I’m not gonna let them happen.
I hate being a girl.
But shit happens, and here comes the stupid vulnerable Liza again.
Someone just shoot me in the head. Russian roulette, anyone?
It’s a mind-boggle of two.
