intan's blog

 Tired, but I have to cheer up Youth is indeed the most beautiful period, but not with me, I feel very lonely, I don't have friends, partners, fathers, mothers who love me. I feel very homesick for the late mother. Every night, I whimper because I miss my mother. I don't know why I do that. Maybe I feel guilty for my mother, because I have made such a big mistake.