love and hate can exist in the same time, same dimension.
can you stop making this complicated.
can you stop repeatig the same story to me over n over again?
can u put your hatred aside.
can u listen to what im trying to say instead of repeating your hatred over and over again.
can u start understanding my inner thoughts.
can u stop defining how much we love you by tears.
can you stop saying ur a slave to us.
can you fly back?
can you stop compromising on ur asshole job and think, seriously, for a moment, about us.
can you learn to love?
you get tired
we get tired too.
when u decided to have kids and a family, i bet u din know that one day, we would be selfish enough to ask you to give up on you dreams and come back to be the 'maid'.
i bet you din know we're obssess with u.
...
and as usual, im tired.
went to the preview of this 'art house film' called S11, by joshua chiang and Gillbert smtg.
the amazing wonders of what came before and eyes and went into my ears.
everyone is going somewhere, and where am i heading?
