Third year High School. Christmas. My first struggle happened. That night HE left us.
How did I felt? Nothing. In fact I was just playing with my phone that exact moment he stepped out of the house along with his good for nothing brother.
'I hate him. He's.. I. Totally hate him now.' I thought before I closed my eyes.
Hatred enveloped every bit of me. I never thought of the positive things he did before everything fell apart. Slowly... Fell apart.
His relatives were against us. All of them blaming us for something that wasn't true. My favorite relatives, made me feel so... Degradable. I was underestimated. Misjudged but I never fought back.
How can I?
-Kaye
BINABASA MO ANG
Random Shitty Thoughts
RandomA documentation of her thoughts that's unheard. Random shits you wouldn't want to read. It's a waste of time I tell you.
