14
Nov
the feeling of disparaged
- she woke up from a nap, her hands are sweating (it is almost winter). She had another nightmare, more like a flashback memory actually.
- her (sobbing):
- I am not the same person...i've made changes and I've changed a lot for you..
- him (with the most cynical laugh):
- hmph.. pede banget ya kamu..
- there..another wound just cut open... and still bleeding..
