Just realised that my one and true friend since childhood is not a human. But writing. I’ve always been writing. But since i knew d i stopped. I wish i would go back to writing but i know i won’t. I put too much trust in writing and my secrets spilled out like water.
How i hate my husband. I wish I’d always remember how he hates here and i wish i could easily move on and forget him. He’s so useless and stupid. He’s the source of all the problems. I’m right now at the state where I’m suspecting to be pregnant. If i am really, I’m at 3 weeks now.
Everything that comes out of his mouth pierces like knife. Today s topic: what makes you happy? I was expecting a house or a peaceful life. But instead- i wish i live in an environment where the people don’t make fun of you. Humiliate you. Well this is Kelantan. This is where you wanna be the first place. You sent us here!
Even if we were in penang you’d say I ruined your life. Motherfucker!
