what the hell

Nothing i wasn't expecting, but it's wild, you know?
Sometimes wrong things happens in right times... That time what happened was wrong, i know that. But now, i think it was a good thing in a perverse way. But i feel something in my veins would never accept to come back... It would be humiliation for my skin.
It was the same reaction the whole time. Hands in my face, looking what i expect but not what i wanted.