well.
like finally.
there's someone who wants to listen everything.
every single detail i need to spill.

for once i can say anything without anyone's point of view which are not required.
i can say anything without any interruptions.
i can say anything without disencouragement.

i can cry my heart out.
in fact, i cried all out.

it felt better, a little bit.










but
wait..










yes
wait..










the fucking damn thing is still here.
yes still here.
its not a dream.
no its not.
so thanks.










cause i know
its not over.










true true.