Truth is, people will misunderstand you for all you're not. They find the opportunity to cross check the truth useless. Truth is, you're this naive creature who believes if people exist to try to be better. But we're not: we exist simply to listen to our own voice. And there comes the hard times where you see us dropping what we know about each other. We are beyond hopeless as we fail to see if that doesn't make things easier. Our failure doesn't lay on a thing but to simply see through each other.

We are doomed. And we always choose to be.