Well, when shit finally happens in your life, you could find someone to pour it out into. But, it won't bring any closure, that's for sure. You can scream, shout or even cry, but when fate has dealt its card, that's where you need to open your eyes and see where the next step is going to lead to. But, if I could turn back the clock, I sure would try and change the course of directions. But there's non turning back the hands of time if things are supposed to happen. And like what the saying goes, 'There's no use crying over spilt milk."





And sometimes, the best re-course would be to move on. But yet sometimes, I try to cling on desperately to that little glimmer of hope. Only to find that hope has abandoned me in its wake. That's when I have to move on, nothing can ever be the same again. The trust you place in people, the hope you faithfully believe in. It's sad, but true that life goes on, whether on not you want to pick up the bits and pieces and carry on with your life. And hence, I shall never look back at the wrongs and mistakes that have happened and move on and once again hope that everything will ultimately turn out well for me like it used to.