On Monday my mom called me that my bro had a car accident... O.o
I was like somebody would stabbed me in my back (again)... after my shock and very long time she told me he is allright but at night I had a dream about my brother, it was the first time I had a dream with him! We both we're crying about the accident even though he had only light bruises, but still... I realized how much I love him even though I've never told him!
And since today I know what means: heart broken... the pain is so weight and my heart is torn into million of lil pieces just because of... I was walking the streets, sitting in buses with tears in my eyes, almost burst into tears too many times but I couldn't, there were people... oh, that's my weak side, I always think what other thinks about me and then... I miss lots of things, feelings, people...
nevermind, I always just mumblening, why not today but since September I've learnt so many things but still I'm just a kid who doesn't deserve love of someone else than family members and who can't dare to feel what people in my age can feel, 'cos they always say, you're a lil kid, you'll never know what we know, you'll never feel what we feel, you're nothing and stay in your childish shoes forever