oh, whatever.
I've just stopped believing long ago.



Thursday, September 03, 2009
9:56 PM
2/9/09

You finally know life is frail when someone around you passes on.

When you realise that all those little trials in life doesn't mean a thing as compared to life itself.

Where all those small steps and mistakes make up who you have with you right till the end.

Because I knew he was a good man and the tears shed when I talk about what he did.

I will always love you and treasure you granddad, though I never have the chance to know more about you, you'll forever remain that stranger whom I cherish dearly.


Can the world and life itself only comprise of love, without those pretences I hate to keep, tell me.

&still trying to find a happy ending