we seem to stop talking. we seem to be angry becos of some secret not told to each other. somehow i miss talking to you. maybe i never tell you, is becos. knowing you, you would scold me no matter. so, what's the diff. you would still scold the shit out of me... hmms. maybe, silents until someone talk. oh whatever uh?





Such anger.Such distance.Such attitude.Because we are sisters.