New Year . .

You never knew how bad it will turn next. But whatever it will be, I’m ready. 


I don’t know what will happen, I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what she capable to do and I don’t know what and how to react when it finally come. 


Yet, I don’t know how and when suddenly, there’s  strength, unknown power inside me that I am sure prepare to see what it will do. I don’t have plan myself, but yet I can endure this. 


I don’t give a damn to a man who doesn’t have strength to resist a bitch - a low class bitch! They can call her angel or what so ever, but I am no blind. 


The fact that they are blinded by her bitching behaviour makes me realize that damn, why did I fall to someone like him. Am I blind, too stupid or what? Perhaps, someday when they finally woke up, I wish to . . . . I don’t know. 


What am I saying? Am I turning into one of them? I don’t wish to. Then, let just make it clear. I don’t know what to do next but whatever destined to happen, I will surely understand it happen because of human’s greatest weakness – sin.