You're a Karma.

Karma's a bitch, so are you. Guess your name's Karma.

What else is good in this world if promises were not kept? If everything you believed in were lies from the beginning.

I trusted you, you gave me hope. I told myself  'It's okay, move on. We'll be better off without each other. At least you will.". 

Don't look back in anger, Oasis said. I say, fuck that shit.

Reason or excuse

Became a runner/jogger. 

Probably just a passing phase, like how keeping long hair was the 'in thing' to do for guys around 15 - 18 years of age.

So I jogged in the morning, 6 klick in 38 minutes. And I felt like jogging again, in the night. 8 klick in 48 minutes. Somehow, my timing got better in the night. Felt really awesome after the jogs. Never imagined myself running 14 klick in a day.

I ran for a reason, or an excuse, your choice. To be good at something. I need, and want, to be good at something. I don't want to be a loser, or an average joe, anymore. Tired of not having achievements in life.

For now, I have something to prove to myself. Good day.

After the run in the morning.