Rashes, Rashes & More Rashes.

I don't know why but I've gotten rashes all over my arms. Ain't itchy but they're red patches. First time happening to me even since two years ago (and I can vividly remember that day).

Sometimes I do wonder that if I fall critically ill, who will be the one to sleep by my ward bed. Who would be the one to accompany me until I am well.

Or would there be anyone to do that at all?

I do think that other than my parents, no one will bother about me at all.

It's getting late. With worthless thoughts on my head, it is still best for me if I shower now and think nothing much.

*intrinsically missing you*

Good night.