I don't know how to explain this feeling. I just have nobody to tell. Yeah, you know I really like to tell a story, either it's important or not. But the one who said will always here, listen to all of my stories never really did it. The one who said " lu mau cuma jadi bungkus kantong plastik kresek yg abis di pake di taro doang terus kalo butuh baru di ambil lagi?" to me just treatd me like that. Am I a truly plastic bag? I just just.......... ah nevermind! Tired to meet fake people. Tired to act nice. Tired to looks like a strong girl. Tired to hear all of bullshit. Tired to lying. Haaah. I just wanna run away to neverland. Muak lama-lama. Semuanya ngeselin. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you! Iya lo semua. Titik. Fck off son of btch!

Pardon me, I just have so many thoughts.........:'