Why do I still care when I said that I will not bother anymore?

Why does it still remain the same when things are changing?

Why does it ache when I said you won't stand a chance to hurt me again?

This is my fate, my luck, my life.

note to self : Forget about the unfinished homework. Forget about the past. Forget about the time you've lost. Just stop thinking and go to bed you insomniac homosapien. );