"I once was blind, now I can see." closing the curtain (finale).

Dear Diary,

I once was blind, now I can see. That everything, everyone around sees appearance as a key. A key that reveals what is she. I also knew that nothing comes between B and D except C; knowing that no one will come between you and me.

I’m not the only blinded out there, we’re all blind people. We get cheated by polite, we trust lies that are white. We nod on what’s wrong as if its rights.

I’m really sorry for leaving all the pain in this book, tracing my hand-writing shows my desperate, sadness and weakness. I wish I could leave you a white page with red flowers on top, but I couldn’t.

Live is not always on your side, sometimes and rarely it gets near you. But frequently, it will turn your life upside down. If life wants to play a game, we all have to play against it, not just stare at the score.

Tonight, I’ll stop torturing this book with my silly life. But I’ll keep this for you so read and learn.

Good Bye diary....

I'm done with stories. I think I finished conveying my message.
"Stories never end perfectly, if they do it's what we call luck" ~Zarh.