"I was afraid this time would come..."
I don't understand sometimes why I never get used to this "script" in life. Maybe because I hope that every time it happens things would change. I don't know, call it naivette or stupidity but I'd like to think that each beggining is filled with hope. Somehow something just happens that it get screwed along the way.
One of the boys. Will that be my forever role?
Or maybe I just think too much.