3 days weekend.

and i didn't study at all *clap clap*
entah apa aku buat.
eop is a month away.
i am prepared to devote myself being a zombie from now on.

this week is kinda full with heart to heart talk with different people.
different people handle their conflicts differently
i just dont like it talking about my messed up feelings with people
i feel uncomfortable
i prefer scribbling le thoughts over here somehow

i officially give up with people.

i didnt have any doubt i was going to end up with him
but he left. without a second thought.
and never came back.

the post trauma. the pain.
the emptiness. the struggle.
the fucking fear to ever trust another human again.

the scar will always be there.
we always tell how certain people should never be hurt again but we ended up hurting them anyway.
what's the point really?

the everyday struggle never ends. i dont deserve all this shit.