pasu pecah..

what can i say, love quarrels are the worst. bobby threw a vase at the wall today. and i knelt down to beg his forgiveness. what can i say...i am stubborn like that. as sinatra song..i did it my way. he's right i never knew help, didn't allow anyone to help. i so proud and that pride is killing us.

me...him...just the 2 of us from the sani & nani clan. one wants to leave but the other refuses to budge and laying down the law of love as reason. doesn't love demand freedom?

all this time, all these years...i know respect can't be given. and i am sorry i had to outright screamed to remind him that i was still his elder sister. only by 1 year. well, that didn't help matters at all. i didn't lose my cool but condescending i was. and for that i knelt and begged to end it there and then. before we killed each other. accidently? or it could be classified as crime of passion.

itu pasu kena kepala gua bocor mambang :')

sorrry is the hardest to say but i think mine doesn't count for nuts. i know you had no choice but to be hard on me. for our love runs deep and for that i humbly fade to black....

for water i am and the dam is broken.

stay sane bobby..for your love of the terrors i shall remind myself that i OWE it to you not mind the words, nor the bitter biting actions of anger. for as you said it yourself, i did nothing sisterly to you these past 30 year of your life and if it at all matters to you....before, now or ever...

i am sorry. i am truly sorry to have been born to be your sister. i cannot promise the future you expect but i can promise you that i will try my very best to do what you have told me today.

crap lar...i feel so shitty.