My bad

Now... Its my fault... everyone’s throwing their tantrums at me...

After throwing mine to them - with stubbornness and selfishness.

I admit...

I never learn...

Feeding my impatience leads me to a dissatisfaction that isn’t a nice feeling...

I feel like I’ve been acting like a pest to everyone...

I’m no good - needless for others to say, yes, I am a total spoiled brat that wants everything go circling around her hands. And once I don’t like it, it doesn’t suit the mood or I lost enthusiasm in it, I rebel... 

Sin.

Stinks.

Death.