Dear Jagung 10

Finally! I know why you come by, give me a so-called "surprise" of a lantern and hurriedly leave.

BECAUSE YOU MADE ONE FOR HIM.

You might ask him not to tag you in the photos, in the comment, or put in on your wall. But hell. I know more than you do now. I am getting furious. Why can't you just be straight forward to me? I now know why your ex dumps you. I finally know. Go ahead. Go find your friend circles and make them happy, but don't EVER include me inside your damn fucking circle

I feel like I wanna kill you or punch you. Or maybe I should punch myself for being an idiot for believing what you say. Brothers? Go to hell with ya! I no longer believe in this term anymore! Thats why I tell you I am very sensitive to the word!

Cancel what ever day you call it for tomorrow. Ninety fucking days of ups and downs. No, you don't tell me to handle the ups and downs. I cannot handle the truth you have been hiding. Yes, you didn't lie to me, but you are hiding things from me. That's cheating. Cheat and lie is two different thing but it accounts for the same feeling

I told you don't make me find the truth myself before you tell me. I can get very hurt and angry. And now, after giving both of us chances. I think I have take things for granted. Mum is right. I should stop before I or you receive the wrong signal from both ends.

What I receive here is I thought you are my brother.

But now, no more. I can continue to pretend. But hopefully next semester I wont be able to see you again. Not ever. Because my time is pack, I don't think I can see you. So bye and die.

Why is it so hard for you to tell me what you have done?

Never mind, the longer I write this, the more i come to realise that it is all my fault.

I shouldn't eat dinner with sailou that night
I shouldn't even borrow your things that night
I shouldn't fan you
I shouldn't talk to you
I should have treated you like how I treated other dancers

You DOG.

I am not going to say anything harsher anymore

I am not your special one either, since you say I am part of your brothers and the special one.

To hell with YA!!!

If I am a special one, why the hell did the unspecial HIM get the thing you gave me?
That piece of shit.

My fault. I am the one who ask you to treat him nicely.

OK, then, good, go.

I am on my own. I should be with my friends more  than you can think.

Go fuck off and die.