That's life; and it's real bad...

Hoped a lot, but nothing comes true.

Have been expecting my trip to US, expecting something I have desired for long. Shit happened, plan ruined, I hoped for the best and thought that I had expected the worst, but when it came, it still hurt. I had my hope till the night before my scheduled flight but I still had to let it go. What the 4vck the Heaven wants from me? I have more than enough shit already. Can't you just give me a break?

Damn it!