Hello my
blog, have not greet you for a long time
I think
I've forgotten about you. but it was not, you're still unnoticed. In fact,
living without you also doesn’tt make me any better. Half a year without you,
without hello or anything I finally re-open you. my e-diary :-D.
Some things do seem to be more cruel in my life. That's what
makes me regret ever saying my weaknesses. At that time I really cried for a
whole night. On the edge of the bathroom, someone I was lying on was asleep. It
was raining heavily, as if it was crying together. For the first time I dared
to cry while roaring for my mother.
Just like the rain, although it has passed but the cold can
still be felt. Neither did I, though it was still sadly unbearable. Yes, that
is, some things became very bitter at that time. There is still a sense of
waste and waste that seems to be a fertilizer in my life.
Why on my mom? She committed cruelty that she did not realize.
At that time I really begged for her help, but whoever wanted to hear me.
Though it was the first time I asked for her help while crying to be obeyed.
But nil. She didn’t know that her help was my greatest need to live. now
consequently I must feel and swallow the bitter and the pain itself.
You know, long ago no one ever listened to me. Some bluntly say
"I just pretended to listen". Though listening and being listened to
is simple. Sometimes I feel I do not need to talk, because it's useless I'm not
accepted by anyone.
A few months ago, I was thrown away like a doormat. At that time
I really wanted to open you, but even I didn’t know what to say to you. at that
time I was just thinking of throwing all my feelings away. Because sometimes it
will be bitter, especially if we are on the big side loves. This
disappointment, not because I am not grateful, just want to remember back God
gave me life breath, but life does not side with me. I learned to live a life
of death.
