I always wish to have a happy ending since I was a kid. And there I met him, the bad boy, he makes my boring life into a magical one, A devil and a bad boy? Perfect match isn't it? But like all those fairy tale, Meron din na witch, but I prefer calling her Bitch, she is My bad boy's bestfriend l'il devil pretending angel. I thought that like all fairy tale we'll surpass it and live happily damn after. But I was wrong, totally. He believed her, all her pretty lies, and accused me of the things I never ever did. What a fool.
I used to believe that someday i'm going to find my one great love. How stupid of me to believe on that disgusting word.
Happy endings are just for desperates. And i'm not a part of it, not planning to be one.
