I know you care.

I just want you to be there with me.

I don't need words.

I just need you to hug me and make me feel like all these isn't happening.

Third day of crying.

Some week.

BLG concert today.

BLG songs on replay.

Project M still not completed.

Need to remember to buy wrapping paper.

I hate this week.

The pain is the reason why all this is happening.

Maybe I should just die, right?

Rather than causing all these people pain and worry and whatever else.

Kekasih Allah.

My cubaan.

Sabar, Faz.