i hate you so much. when she's upset. and who do you think she is? i hate it when you shout all around at every single thing we do. i shouted at you that day because i can only do it while i'm still sane. i asked you that question because i can't stand you anymore. but my urge to throw stuffs at you decreases as you get louder. i don't know. the louder you go, the less sane i am. whatever problem you're going through should be shared with us, not taken out on us. how are you going to make it up to us? actually there's nothing much too. people think you're not wrong. that we're not hurt. because this is just emotional sickness. its the consequence we all face behind closed doors that matters.

it feels like i lost the only person who loves me enough to understand me. i lost the old you. maybe i lost the whole of you. just as i had lost a part of my world.