i miss my great grandma. her laughter used to be my source of joy. i miss hugging her, the powdery smell of her and holding her fragile hand. it hurts me to know i'll nvr see her smiling so happy again. will she rmb me?
im good at faking the smiles. :) they wont see past the smiles im putting on. im so glad that i didnt share this blog with others. im afraid of burdening them with my troubles.
im afraid of losing everyone. i cant bear the thought i will be alone next time. i dont want to be all by myself. im scared of dying.