(:
someone ever asked me the definition of love.
i replied with your name.
because you’re the definition of love (:
fuck.
i was hoping for a change. but in the end, it turns out to be hoping for nothing.
as much as i wanted to fight it all out from within, i stopped because it’s not going to change a single thing.
i just want to make you proud, to show you that at least i made an achievement. it may not be the most desirable results ever but at least i made it through.
what can be done/said to make you both think the same way as i do? at least just for this fuckin’ once.
i am done with all these tears which i thought they were not of worth. it’s enough.
again & again.
my kind of graduation is simple; having just the two most important pillars in my life to be present.
for all the upbringing and everything they have given to put me through these years of education, i only want them to be there. i mean it’s logical enough to want your parents to be present and to be proud of you when you wear the robe, isn’t it?
but, you disappointed me again for the zillionth time in my entire life. i don’t know what to say anymore.
your unreasonable tone of voice showed it all. it could have been just your day but no, i don’t think it should be vented on me either. if you could have talked to me in a tone of voice that would be consoling enough, i probably would have understand. but from the reasons you gave and from the way you talked to me, i will never understand. i am sick and tired, honestly.
i need you to be here 😦
(:
backpacking & bungee jumping + bakery cafe + dj-mixing (:
because you believe in me.
fatbunbun 