sometimes I wish there will come a time that he will regret the times when he's ignoring me. Then he'll found out that I'm gradually dying, that I only have few months to live. I want to know how he will respond to that. When that time comes, I want to go to places where I can find peace. I want to think of it as my last dying wish; to be alone somewhere I can finally say, I'm done, I'm ready.