Sunday, 23 February 2014

The end of our story


I’ve been so depressed these few days.  I don’t know what to do anymore. Putting so much trust into someone and it getting crushed. My eyes are filled with sorrow. The monster came to visit me today.  He was rambling on, he treated my feelings like a joke.  Did he think this was some kind of comedy? Did he really have no care for others feelings? Did he think everything revolved around him and he was superior to everyone else? I hate him and told him that today.  All he did was thanked me and bowed.  Is that what he wanted to hear all along? His inability to love, his manipulative, opportunistic and vindictive characteristics still strike me as a surprise.  Years from now, I will look back at this time as the most exciting yet most depressing phase of my life.  Despite everything that happened between us, Pechorin was definitely unlike any other person I’ve ever known.
I, Princess Mary, have been fooled by love




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