dear _________,
i think i inherited ur hurtful character.
so hurt by you that my heart has now hardened towards others,
and have started a whole series of hurting them.
i no longer care about their welfare,
whether i should extend more patience and understanding or not,
whether i should be humble to swallow or not…
i’m beginning to be selfish.
so selfish it astounds me.
yes it makes me feel cool and good for a short while,
but this immaturity will cause big damages in my life ahead.
i’d end up not having friends,
like what i predicted about you.
i hate myself for being like you, seriously.
but you made me hate my caring self.
damn it.
maybe i shouldn’t blame you at all.