Love?

去他妈的爱情..
Translation: To Hell With Love

爱情是场游戏，谁先付出真心就是输家。

Translation: Love is a game, the one who shows out their true feelings first would be the loser. 

To be a winner in love, you have to be a top professional cheater/liar, to cheat upon others but they are unaware of it and most importantly, it's to cheat upon yourself and make yourself unaware of it either..

From then on, Love is gonna be like a everyday routine just like we need to eat and slp.. it's a want but definitely not a must to have, a need but definitely not the one and only thing.. 

Blinded by love, happen twice and never will it happen again.. I once changed for the better and now it's not gonna be anymore.. 99% of love is a hallucination, a fake feeling, a fantasy that you can fantasize on, the only 1% that is real, is the pain.. The pain that will cling on to you till time dissolve it and fade off.. It will slowly invade till it devour your heart, it's only by that time, you would then have got over that person.. 

After much consideration, being how i used to be like last time is definitely better than being what i am now.. At least, i won't have that feeling which i had few years back.. 

Changing back to how i used to be towards the perception of love..