Misconceptions is the only word to describe everything.

I don't want to go on saying about it,

knowing that it'd be pointless.

I should have made a firm stand to my decision,

instead of leaving it there, suspending in the middle of nowhere.

I know myself.

I'll never let myself say 'sorry' for something that I feel isn't my fault.

Things should always be thought thru before being sent out,

now that I learn.

Now that things had really happened,

I find myself in a dilemma on how to face not only him,

but also to the rest of the people.

Who can I blame other than myself?
It's okay, tomorrow's friday.