I'm A Bitch, I'm A Lover

Life hasn't be great for me since the past few weeks. I dont know why. I feel that its really hard on me to put up. I don't enjoy it like how i am supposed to. I had never felt this desolated before. And this Ramadhan, the experience is just overwhelming and too unfavourable for me to accept. Maybe things have changed, so does human. Perhaps i should try to accept the fact and not putting any high mark on it. Things have turned sour and i can't make any decision for my own. How old am i again? Im not a toy that can be toyed with. Im not a toddler who can't have the right to decide for herself. I seek understanding. That's all.

I need a getaway. Hopefully the trip to Sydney are able to heal everything. I should have kept my head held high. I really should.

And i really hope i can get back my 'home'. I hate to be living in a condition where there are no conversation presence. I am so not looking foward for Eid. And this Ramadhan, i dont feel anything special about it this year.