happy 17th birthday
i messed up. i screwed it up.
all of it. everything. every single thing in my entire life.
i knew that this was coming.
from the beginning.
but it was too late.
everything has been made.
it was too much. i don't blame. i didn't listen. so i deserve this. i try to see the good in life, but good things in life are hard to find. but reasons for this would come up soon. i hope.
-they lost hope. they lost faith. they're more than dissappointed. they don't care anymore. they see nothing in me.
-i'm not their daughter anymore. i'm worthless. i'm pointless. i'm disrespectful. i have no future to them.
-no more school, no need for SPM, no tuition, no life.
-don't talk to him, don't see him, don't speak of him, don't call him, can't be with him.
-bye bye malaysia
-again, no celebration.
Labels: famiglia, my voice, sadness
Saturday, November 1, 2008 4:27 PM
Posted by — Fasya Ibrahim.
Posted by — Fasya Ibrahim.