Dammit. I'm suppose to write something very meaningful. After my mom deep frying food. All the oil got in my brain, now my brain is all oily and I can't write anything.

I may not be the best. But I'm trying.
I know I may not be the most caring, but I know I'm trying.
I know. I really do.
I really don't wanna fall again.
I'm always like that, yes, always.
So why change now?
I never tried to be cold, or fierce. Even pissed off.
It just come, I can never control it.
I have my privacy too, you know?
Everytime, I just say.
I can never be so hard-hearted to really do it.
Not everything about me is about you.

"Good men/guy never gives the heart racing feeling."
Quoted from Sharon.

Do not ask questions. Questions? KEEP IT IN YOUR HEART! If you are not happy with what you're reading, too bad then. I hate questioning. Am I your prisoner? STOP QUESTIONING ALRIGHT? So you don't read anymore uh? Ah, enjoy the moment, true true. So I figured it out, maybe it's just the moment. Do you really know me?

Sister, you promised, don't break your promise please.

I hope I'm wrong. Let me be wrong please.
Stop judging, you are in no position to.