I STUDIED.
so, WHY DID IT STILL TURN OUT LIKE THIS?

I put myself through all the misery of doing maths, practicing almost all the questions in the textbook BUT IT STILL TURNED OUT THIS WAY.

life isn't just a bed of roses with thorns; it's a fucking coffin with nails in it.

it matters not who I am but who I want to be.

till next time.