batman shock me. the whole living room was covered with his blood. and i thought he spilled some gravy or something. and wanted to went back to sleep, till he said,
"ada, tuh darh abang!"
my breast went in like it never before. fucking shock. with singlet, my lion's hairdo and yes, my 4am-mouth breathe, i took him to NUH.
and he still got the guts to take his bike. what the fuck.
waited for him, went home to hange, and went for my pm shift. haiz. ): why so careless batman. so manja when so sick. when he's not sick, i swear i want to skin his balls off.
oh yah. ive become the baby sleep-er. yah, put them to sleep. and no, its not and easy job. can get arms cram okay. and you can't hide, cause even the mommy remembers your name, and yes, with their milk stained on their clothes, milk-soked bra, tired face and sore nipples, i can;t help it, but to carry the baby and put them so sleep so that the mommy can rest.
haiz. i guess, babies do cheer me up. i'm feeling so down nowdays.
how come its so hard? i used to be strong. ):
sad, buffay.
7:25 AM,
come and sing along with us <3
YOUR'S TRULY;
tribz bingz buffay
don't bother to be nice,
cause we already hate you.
we don't need theraphy,
we have each other.
