You really know how to hurt me and still think I was the one who hurt you. I'm freaking tired of apologising for the things that I didn't do. You keep pointing your finger to me without looking at the mirror and seeing the real monster between us. But ofcourse, in the end, ako ang laging talo. You have returned just to ruin me, again and again until your heart is contented. I fcking hate myself because I can't hate you.