It is just a picture. And I wont deny that just a bloody picture can paint a thousand words. Well much more than that.

It can paint how unfair life is or how someone is towards you. It can paint good times or bad times be it with or without you. It can paint well, i dont wana say it. Over and over again because it tires me, coz you know why, it really did cost my life and my time, wasted ones i tell u. So can I forget? So can I let it go just like that? If lifes actually means nothin to me, maybe then i can put this aside. And u know what, ur lucky coz u didnt have those wasted moments with u. And when somebody comes up to u and ask, did u live your life, be happy and proud that you can actualy say, yes, i did have my life, i did live my life like how i wanted it, like how i deserved it, i had fun. Can i say that? Am afraid not. Why? Maybe you know why. Look at yourself and look at me. And I thank you for that.