It is raining tonight its 2am.
This is lonely me
I wonder what have i done to them? makes them hate me so much, that they doesnt realise how much they have hurt me?
How much i wish they never appear before me.
Since they doesnt like me, then why keeps pestering me then?
Iam so powerless, not because im afraid of them i dont live begging their money, i thrive and i earn of my own, iam forced to keep silence is because i respect my husband. Yet, every each of them never respect my husband at all, coz they dont see me as a family member.
So anyone who good at sweet-talk will be loved dearly, i know this too well.. the one & only great evil in my horror story is that Evil Lady.
She is so blind that she always listen to those who sweet talk her, she didnt know that behind her back, the sweet talk ones is even far more lethal than she could ever imagine.
Fine, i dont give a damn about that. She can eat those sweet words till she die, i wont stop her. But she always makes my life so miserable, why does life is so damn unbalance?
Why cant they just perish ?