That name, it rings in a sense of disgust and hatred boiling within me in just a matter of seconds. And no, it's not that of fear or worry at all, but just strong, pure hatred and disgust. Could there be anyone else who'd stoop that low, all in the name of desperation, to yearn the feeling of being wanted? You throw away all your dignity and pride, thinking that money will get you somewhere with people of the opposite gender. And you're right. It does. It gets you labelled as shameless, tak sedar diri and pathetic. And these weren't my words.

It is so disturbingly annoying to know of your existence once again.

Three years.
If you only knew.
And if I only knew where you are right now.