Ok, think of things happened around you in the past. Things that direct/indirectly blow just your brain and heart in instant, shake into core, damage the vena cava and the artery.
If you had always been the victim, congratulation, because it's always better to get hurt than to hurt.
If you had always been the cause of the injured, you’re doomed. And for some people, you’re the evil bitch, and you’re going to have to live with that (hopefully not forever).
Well I have lost my sense of right or wrong this time, and I’m sorry.
But I’m never going to say I’m sorry again.
For the others, I know I’m the clown for everyone of you.
I don’t care.
It’s all about meaning, not weakening.
A Sudoku box is not always 9 x 9 square equals 81 little squares. It may contain hundreds of others if you make a new square from two squares, then three squares, and so on.
It’s all about meaning, and an awakening.
Just like when an apple fall from its tree.
You could take it, eat it, and become full, or
You could find the seed and make a fortune from your own trees and be successful entrepreneur, or even better
You could be a Newton by observing the attraction due to gravitation that the Earth or another astronomical object exerts on that apple on or near its surface.
Yes, it’s all about meaning.
It’s not just about me and him and him and her, the bizarre love triangle.
Go ahead includes other party and make it as a more bizarre love quadrangle.
Again, collects more parties and make it as a most bizarre love multiangle.
No sorry, no more.
No regrets, no more.
Yet I’m here, and I’m not careless.
I’m here, I’m fearless.