By now.
Everyone would have forgotten that my blog existed.

It's the first day of Hari Raya 2011.

I feel so broken.

Now i understand why i made that decision.
But that's not the point.

I feel so angry.

I wanted to do things, i was prepared to go to jail because i know, that what i was going to do would only end up with me getting caught.
Nobody has any idea how fucked up my mind could be.
But i'm sure the person i'm referring to in this post, knows what i'm capable of doing.

But i thought.

No.

I've moved on, BUT.

I will hang on to those words.
I will hang on to those promises.

Because i know one day, we will meet again.
And the only thing that's keeping you going strong, is the fact that you've not seen me.
Once we meet again and our lives are intersected once more.

Till then.

Mohamed Firdaus.