It's totally been an emo day for everyone today, especially after what transpired last night. It was sad to see her cry so much, and there was nothing I could do to try to make her feel better.

I'm not in a better position myself but, at least, I guess I'm luckier than them. I always found it wrong to end a friendship because of something like that. The lot of us are going through similar phases.

Why do humans like to put themselves through so much hurt and pain? Especially when they know that they will get in the end. It's like standing over a pit of spikes. You know that it's going to hurt, and yet you jump in.

Is love really that blind? Or rather, can it really be called "love"? People tend to overlook the good things in front of them, and notice the not-so-good things that are way out of reach. In the end, they let go of something far more precious than the something that they wanted so much.

Sigh.