I don’t know what to say to this, to what is happening to me. Er. I have a lot to say, but sometimes too many things have made you speechless.

What happens to me. Oh well, it’s a long story, and chained. It was sooo high school stories. Or figure the scenes of a very sloppy soap opera, or I hoped it’s a second grade horror movie. I’d rather it be filled with guns and blood.

You kinda make my life uneasy. What you did to me. It’s not unforgivable, but it’s bitter.

I take it as one of the spices in life, but I won’t feel sincere with it. I take it, with tonnes of cursing words and loathes to you. I’ve sinned.

Yes. You disgust me. Shame on you. But, is shame still part of you?

But I will never give up. I won’t fall for your traps. I’ll fight, I’ll be what I am, and I’ll never hide. My family and friends are my strength.

It’s not over yet.