What did i do to deserve all this.
It had happened for 3 years on the month of JULY.
i really hate the MONTH of JULY now.
The flashback of the shattered pieces of glasses on the grass to the wrecked window of the car to the missing sight of my beloved yellow bag at the passenger sit. It is really heartbreaking. Really is. My heart seems to have torned into many many pieces like the pieces of glasses. I am really lost of words. I can't forget and i can't take it. It's not gonna be easy.
