Every single time something happens.
People gang up and start torturing me without mercy and they call it “Karma”.
No one asks me what happened and my side of the story.
It’s like people don’t care.
People just need an excuse to go berserk like cavemen.
People thrive in constant drama and chaos.
It’s all fun and games for them.
They don’t care about asking me what happened.
They don’t fucking care.
rachana rajan <3 