At this point, I feel like I've always made wrong decisions.
I've been keeping distance.
But when I've finally found comfort, I made mistakes. I spoiled the chances. Or he did.
It doesn't make any sense.
Okay, stay cool.
Whenever I'm drown in loneliness, I either stay up real late or get drunk, just to get a good night sleep. No nightmares, no hopes, no thoughts. And it's tomorrow again.
P.S. Today I got my interview result, I passed! Well, I still don't know whether I really want to go.
But, this morning, I prayed to God to give me signs, that whatever comes out is the best thing for me.