"It's all the same."
No really, it is.
She told me that people never change though she saw with her own two eyes people get worse as she kept them by her side. She told me if it happened once it would happen again. I only met her once, talked to her once, before I never saw her again.
I guess she was right.
For her, it's all the same, because she refused to change it. I love her all the same.
