Two months had gone by.
Reality kicked in yesterday with tremendous pain and fear. The smoke rose and the heart sunk.
A friend once told me about making choices, "There are no right or wrong choices. Only choices. Once made, you live it".
The same shit hole, will you jump into it more than once?
Sometimes choices are made obvious. Most of the times, it does not. It came clear but later, it turned sour.
Happiness is overrated. I repeat.
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