Finally removed the make-up I was wearing for the day. I give up waiting.

Finally I admit to myself I am a utter fool of the world. Ultimate. Couldn't find someone as foolish or gullible as me.

And up to this point. I promise I shall not inflict more emmotional pain on myself.

As Ethan put it yesterday,

All men are bastards.

All women are emmotional morons.

Quite true isn't it?

Such a fool.

Seriously, there is no need to avoid me. There is no need to do anything. It's better if you just step out of the picture and I shall lead my life as freely as before you had come along. It was so short I could forget whatever was there and regard you still as a friend. But now you do this. Now you do this again. What could I say? What could I do? You even know that I was too kind to blame it on you.