Dear me,
I hate you.
You're weak.
You deserve the pain.
You're imperfect.
You'll never be good enough.
I hope you die.
Today was a devastating day. It was second week of december, nearly christmas.
Celebration is not my thing.
Ever since it happened years ago.
Let me share you some flashbacks, my wattpad.
"It was supposed to be a happy family day when that happened. My father came home after working at hongkong.
We were happy but not a family. The king and queen aren't doing well, as much as the princesses affecting by the situation. They yell and fight. A trauma to my ears, a nightmare to my soul.
Accusing each others. I was there, just beside them. I was 10 years old and I couldn't understand what the scenario is. They slept with a heavy heart, and so do i. Days came and i could feel the change. Years passed and it comes the worst. Break up is just an extraordinary moment, but deciding a divorcement is a deeply bruised situation. I was brainwashed along with my co-princess, that they aren't for each other and they fought a lot. I believe what the queen of the castle stated. I was minor, i can surely be controlled. Days came and the situation must be honoured. The queen wants it to be us, just us. We are doing well at first but i dont really know what happened to them until i found out when i reached grade 6. As a child of the league i was blind and deaf. Didn't know any single details, yet was glad for being mature a half percent. Admitting that its not fully matured, still minor. Haha
Years passed and the queen is being short tempered, never thought that after honouring a royal can never lay a hand on you. The queen had slapped me, pinch and shout. I am now all ears and eyes are wide open. Im not blind and deaf, but im dying from drowning. Yet aba up please im ready. Im already ready whenever the time comes."
You're the only one i can share anything, watty.
I thankyou for being there letting me write and tell you a story.
It feels im in a cloud nine
Far from being unwell.
I have this friend. This friend of mine was the first closest of me in my first day of new school. It was great at the very start, closer the better.
Now we picking fights.
Magnifying all our flaws.
And i wonder why, wonder what for. I never did anything as i remember.
I was devastated, i asked yet i got no answers.
I dont know what the problem is. So i can have the solution.
Pikit i am hurting by your acts. I am your friend but why am i on the bad side?
Pikit n prends, do you have my back?
Only berber knows how it became strange to me.
I am willing to leave the group.
It is pikit n prends i am talking about.
Im willing to quit. In the first place i know how to end.
Sorry was all i can say and i already did it not once or twice but thrice.
Yet still i became a stranger to your bracket.
I wasn't belong.
I felt it, you made me feel it.
Summon me with all your heart
Accept all the weaknesses and strengths i have.
Is it time to climb?
Give me some signs.
Willing to give it all.
Just take me.
Aba up just take me.
