i have this horrible nightmare. the story was like i’m in this kind of fucked up situation. like some kind near death experience. or maybe like a death sentence were giving at me. and i have only one last phone call to one person only.
instead calling my mom by saying thanks for everything an say sorry i couldn’t make her more happier, i call none other than miss #dearyou by saying how much i love her. telling everything hows my feeling for her. how much i’m sorry for everything i’ve done wrong. how much i want to make her happier and happier every and each day.
when i woke up, i was really piss off. maybe because my mom was wake me up badly just to do pray in the morning and become imam for my lil sister. nonetheless i kinda find my dream were something.
after all, this month is march. the red month for me and my other life. either i got beat up half death and/or go to jail, i choose to end up my life so that i can runaway from everything..
i am sorry