decided to blog every morning and save it as a draft first, reason: i want to start work @ 8.45-9am.
today's a busy day for me from the leftover over the past 2days. zzz.
i happened to pass by this blog, and i remembered,
'if you did something right, no one remembers, but if you did something wrong, no one forgets'. - daddy.
that was years back when you wrote on this particular newspaper, i did keep it, but now i cant recall, i will go and search for it. and the handkerchief that is stained with my tears, i never bear to wash it. it was your touch and my tears. but it had alrdy gone missing. perhaps i throw it or i had already ask ahma to wash it. i dont know. i've got no idea. maybe @ that point of time when i make this decision to let go of this handkerchief, i had alrdy give up on our family.
i am supposed to hate you, but i miss you, dearly. my dearest dad. (not going to cry in ofc, duh!)

side note; my bf is a pervert. HAHAHA.