are something that i could not differentiate anymore. once before, i chose to believe in someone. someone i believe who will never lie because the person hates people who lie. the very truth had unfolded a few days ago. i am not sure whether should i be happy about it.
should i be happy that i finally uncovered the truth behind the lie?
should i be sad that the person actually had lied to me?
it bothers me. i believe ignorance is bliss. i believe curiosities kill the cat. i believe people are selfish in nature. everything is unraveled; things which i do not believe in the past but i had to believe now because it is happening right in front of my eyes. in the end, i am left only myself to believe in.
why it has to be like this?
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