I FELL FOR THE BAD GUY.

Falling for a bad guy wasn't easy, really. It's like passing by a rail when you know that the train's on a go signal. It's like jumping from a tall building when you know that no one's gonna catch you. It's giving your heart away to someone whom you know will break it anyway. But the good thing about falling for the bad guy is that you know what you're getting yourself into. When you fall for the bad guy, you expect him to give you all the pleasures here on earth but leave you hanging, leave you broken, leave you empty.

He did the same to me. He made me feel like I was winning, like I was already getting his heart, but no. I wasn't, and I didn't. He didn't bring my hopes up, and that's the good thing. It was just that I was blinded and hurt by my own expectations. But I knew from the beginning that he was just another picture to burn. I knew it even when I was still starting to fall for him, even in the first heartbeat because of him— I knew it. I saw everything— the devastation, the tears, the broken bottles and pills. Good thing, the future I saw didn't happen, thanks to him for rejecting me, thanks for rejecting to break me big time. But still, all the blame is on him, not to me. He's the bad guy, and bad guys are always to be blamed. Bad guys go around breaking hearts.

So if you're going to ask me if I regret falling for the bad guy and wish that I would've just fallen for the nice guy, I'll say no, a big NO. Being hurt by a bad guy is so easy, you don't blame yourself and hurt yourself. You just sit there and get hurt, you let yourself heal and get over it. But being hurt by a nice guy is devastating, you blame yourself since you know that nice guys don't do wrong and they don't go around breaking hearts so the blame is on you. You put the blame on yourself that it crushes you deep down, and it kills you.

So falling for the bad guy wasn't easy but it wasn't that bad, I recommend you to do, too.