Nak kemas dapur pun tak larat. Sedih. Nak tidur pun sedih. Nak nangis, haih penat dah la menangis.

Shit I hate being the firstborn. It sucks.

Silently.

It's unfair that you penalized me for every single detail yet you let them go easily. It's heartbreaking knowing that you look down upon me, think lowly of me, expect the worse from me and not an ounce proud of me in any bit.

Nothing could make me more upset than what you have shown, time and time again.

My heart is weeping.

The Negative Space

If you missed me saying it, I miss you.

(via I Wrote This For You)

Hi.

I have indeed lost my momentum to write. I haven't even read IWTFY for so long. Things have been dull at home. It's pretty much the same routine every day - wake up, send brother to the nursery, sleep, wash clothes, clean kitchen, take out trash, fold clothes, prepare for dinner or iftar - and repeat. Like I said, dull.

We hardly ever go out let alone have iftar outside. It's pretty mundane I tell you. I really need to get my drive back. Seriously.

I hope you've been well.

A late happy fasting and ramadan kareem wish to everyone!