My mother would always say how I'm the ultimate contrabida of her life. I always struggle to reason out - sometimes with the wrong logic - oftentimes, I could be right. I have the tendency to argue a lot and warrant whatever it is that I believe in. However, I have just realised that I should be fighting for what it is that should truly prevail. But then again, what is right? Ohhh...Our life is a bit like a movie. I gleefully play the villain's role with full intensity but really dimensional and faceted that you end up handing me the coveted role of the tragic hero on a silver platter alongside your heart. Now - that - is a movie.
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