Swing swing.

Tolong lah bagi pinjam bahu. I need it. Aku stress.

 I need someone to talk to. I can't handle this by myself. I didn't mean to be rude. But sometimes, I cannot deal with your attitude. We need to work our ass off. We need to struggle. We don't have much time. I dislike doing last minute work. Please understand. I didn't mean to be rude. But sometimes, somehow, I need to show my feelings, my thoughts. Make it obvious. So you people can see, can understand how I feel.

Patience. Patience. That's all I need.

Sampai bila.

I really am.

I hate it when my brain told me not to hear all of  'your/my/our songs', but my heart wants it.

I'm calling you. Yes you.

Can we stop being strangers?

Aku rasa kelakar, the reason kenapa aku kau jadi macam ni bukannya salah dari kita pun. Aku rasa.
Sebab orang lain, kan?
Kelakar bila ingat, dulu masa 'kita' wujud lagi, 'kita' jarang bergaduh.
Tapi lepas 'kita' mati, 'kita' macam musuh.
Sampai satu tahap, aku rasa tak boleh nak maafkan 'orang lain' tu.
Aku tak kira orang nak kata apa, tapi aku rasa dia lah punca semua ni.

Can we stop being strangers?