What's Keeping You Alive? Delusional.

Here at our house, our daughter plays with her toys. Asking when Daddy will be at home, her face full of impatience. What could Mommy do, hon? While Daddy never existed. While we never existed, at all.

aduh adek HAMPIR aja dirujak

the act of disappear

what a chaotic start

How are you doing there? Are you still hanging on? This is so hard, a life. I regret it. I regret that when I was a kid, I could think that being a grownup would fix all my problems. But the reality is that growing up is a problem. You face everything—every little thing that you've never faced before. A million times I tell myself, It will be ok; everything will pass; I can get through this. But, I know, it's not easy; it's even hard. You go walking on the rocky path, and you bleed a lot. (But everything will pass, right?) Mum told me to follow the flow, but the flow was too strong for me; it washed me, but not to the shore; it washed me deeply to the depths; it makes me can't breathe; I'm out of breath. Mom, I can't figure it out.

this impulsiveness hits me on the edge and makes me gag

bark bark bark🐶

it's the hope that's killing us

pun10 ini mah yuk bisa yuk masuk 10 besar yuk, biar semangat yuk crew teamnya

Is it not enough that I keep my silence? Is it not enough that I keep being civil? You got everything that you wanted, always. But you keep ruining things, you are ungrateful. You always misunderstand. You keep blaming others. You act like a bitch, and you look out for men like a whore. You ruin your life. If you feel comfortable in your situation now, then go. You don't have to always test my patience. You don't have to ruin mine. You don't have to cross my line. You don't have to make others suffer because of you!