Everyone has their own life which is uncertain. Nobody can guess what comes first fortune or death. Why should there be one who insists on walking down the road with us and promise to never be apart? Love is just bulls**t.
Sometimes I doubt whether I made the right decision. It looks so hard to achieve and I have to suffer pain and great pressure. Is being selfish the cue of all the problems? I feel lonely and it seems that no one can help.