Everything happens for a Reason

9 in the morning of a lovely saturday after a well spent friday recuperating and all. Lovely until someone decided that it is okay to just lump every kind of setback and slowdown imaginable to a relationship. When things aren't proceeding as fast paced as successful as the outside world deems fit, there's only one person to blame. It's just not alright to pull it all together to point fingers at someone else. A choice made is a choice.



And really? What do you know? What have you seen? Do you realise the state of things?
No, no and no.
And i will prove you wrong.