A mistake made is simply as it is, and nothing can right the wrong.
Maybe redemption is really just like an asymptotic curve - always moving, but never really achieving. One can do a hundred things to please people just to make himself feel better, but it doesn't eradicate the fact that he has made the mistake. I guess studying literature isn't really a waste of time afterall. At least it gets me thinking about things and linking it to reality. No wonder they call it the humanities.
I don't need people to remind me what I already know. As the saying goes, "tell me something I don't know".
I'm tired of being the one who appeases and gives in.
A hiatus, this blog shall go into,
Til' words be worthy again.
Ciao.
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