felt so filthy, so dirty. like i was worthless.
it's not my fault but i keep blaming myself for something i didn't do. nasty. disgraceful.
how could anyone do that?
maybe money changes people's minds. they become crazy, like they had some kind of power over someone.
something so unreal and ugly doesn't deserve beautiful words to express what i'm feeling right now.
raw and cruel. like it was.
the images of that hateful moment keep bursting into my head, i'm sure i won't forget nor forgive.
however, good things are about to happen, i can feel it.
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