shit happens.

it set me thinking. almost everything, sets me thinking. whatever just happened, i may not understand fully. but i guess, i do. in some ways or another, i knew what's going on. i wanted to say whatever was on my mind. but i swallowed back the words, i erased all the sentences i thought i was ready to say. maybe because i see myself as the smallest in the family. things happen for a reason.. that replayed countless times in my head. no one is perfect, goddammit. perfect is bullshit. be strong was all i wanted everyone to be at the point of time. including myself. when we're angry, sometimes we say things coming from our emotions. only after all the damages are done, then our heads start to question.. is that the right thing to say? was i supposed to put it another way? i guess it happened to everyone. i don't know. right now, i'm just.. afraid. i love my family, and they are the people who are worth forever to me. with any problems, there are solutions. we just got to believe, each other.

just one reason.. because we are family.
enough said.