born-stub

No wonder its hard to live;

estranged lovers walking far,

really far.

I don't give a shit,

never daunted I say,

everyday brings new hope

New life, new light

Started on my little story for the holidays....hope it's interesting :DDDD

Part 1:
Mr X and Ms Y were friends. A peculiar couple of people you could say. Their height difference was over half a metre; their weight difference was, well, about 40 kilos. This relationship of pals really can’t stand the pressure of a…pressure cooker. I guess time will tell.

Ms Y suffered from schizophrenia, she didn’t tell many people about it. It was a silent disease and battle she had being fighting since Primary 6. PSLE and the big “O” must have got to her I guess. When she entered Pre-U, things got a little out of hand; nothing really drastic in the eyes of a normal bloke, but Ms Y really had everything going against her; almost.

That was when Mr X crossed her path. He wasn’t the classic knight in shining armour or the suave stud that’ll sweep her off to safety. Sadly no, not every story has a beautiful end.

This one’s…a sad one.