However all good things come to the end.
And safe to say after tonight's incident, I don't presume to look at things the same way anymore. I realized no matter how much I try to change for the better, it's never enough. And no matter how many times I'd voice up my opinion and my thoughts, I stand corrected. Again. Again. Again. Again.
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her
She swears that there's no difference between the lies and compliments
It's all the same if everybody leaves her.
I could use a shoulder but then again, i can't help but wondering how long can this shoulder be around for me. When i took the first kick, the only thing that was going through my head was how could possibly someone do that to another. Especially when its family.
My chest hurts, the outer layer of my skin may be covered with bruises and it'll probably take a couple of months to go away but the cut, the scar left in me and my memories, it'll stay forever.
For now, I shall heal within the darkness in my room with the music on my Ipod. I shall creep back into my own little solitude world where no one can find me, where I can be myself and have a little taste of sanity. Even if it's just a little.





























































