I really wonder why people suddenly change after they get what they wanted.
One day they are sweet, the next day, they are not.
One day they are here, the next day, they are not.
One day you are important them, the next day you are worthless.
One day they say they love you, the next day the next day they don't care about you.
That's how ironic things and people can be.
Pretty shits, pretty lies, preety fucked up. But it's still your choice.
cause your choose to get HURT, when you choose to be IN LOVE.