La moralità del giorno: Lupus pilum mutat, non mentem.
Sometimes it's so painful to realize ur mistakes. Especially when u tried to rethink about one friend's nature, to believe that he can change himself to the better, when u'd done all that u could to help him, but he betrayed... Of course, I'm guilty and none else. It was me who believed. And we always have to pay for our belief. It was me who wanted to help. But I was not asked to. I perfectly understood, that all what I tried to do is pointless&unnecessary for that kind of people. But i had a Hope and Belief, that human's nature is good. And if it'd gone wrong way, it could ba changed to better. How wrong I was! It's absolutely impossible to influence on people, whose main instinct is drinking alcohol, using mezz. I was wrong. Or I hadn't strong belief to help... Bull shit!