if you don't want to see me again, i would understand.

i always dreamt of it. you would leave us and you will leave and i will take care of the two of them.

i promised myself ever since i was young that i wouldn't leave them even if they broke my heart too many times and there are times i cry because of them and that you know, that i know they're the only reason why i truly cry.

the cracks in our relationships are cracking. the broken shards we tried to tape/glue, those cracks we still can see. there's nothing we can do because i know even if i tried to confront it they would deny it.

they would deny it so bad and they would blame us.

sometimes i wonder why they are who they are.

why does money drive them so badly.

why? ._. fuck.