I've always believed that what goes around comes around. That we would eventually be punished for our wrong-doings one way or another. We don’t always get what we want, things will not always be plain sailing, it takes two hands to clap. Nothing is ever perfect. In the search of satisfaction we often go out of the norm, transform into this other self, this evil other self in the hope to get things achieved. But little did we realize that some things are not meant to be foisted upon. I hate to hate people. But sometimes certain emotions are beyond our control.