last year, on the 22nd.. i had coffee at cafe211 and then i had dinner at bukittimah with the family.
its probably the last image i have of this family being together.
what happened? what went wrong?

i thought i was strong enough when i picked up the photo album.

but hell, no.

i dont know how im am going to get through christmas.
and yes you you you you and you are probably so sick and tired of me.
i wont mention anything from now on.

i feel so fucking alone.
everything has changed.
i am the most selfish person in this entire world.
dont be my friend.

the only thing that i can look forward to is, im watching the incredibles with tasha tomorrow in town. just me and her.

when i was a little girl, i adored december.
now at the age of 17, im sorry december. my infatuation with you has ended.