TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN,

Dear You,

I don't know what's been bothering you, but it doesn't mean you can talk to me like that. I was hurt by your words. All this while I've always been understanding of your behaviour, it may seem selfish and inconsiderate to others, but I get you. I know you. That's why it doesn't matter to me when I have to listen to all your stories about new bags, branded sunglasses and outfit that I can never afford to buy at late nights when all I can think of is sleep and rest. I don't mind. Seriously, I don't. Because I love you. I care for you. That's why I don't understand why you're so against me. Why can't you be happy for me? Be excited for me. Fake it, I don't care. But don't ruin this for me. How can I be excited, jumping, giggling and laughing when you frowned and disturbed by the news. I was dissappointed. I've always been supportive to you, and yet you can never be happy for me? That's cruel. I need you to understand this. You're my support system. I lost one. So, please don't just walk away on me. Not this time. Your act makes me feel guilty of pursuing happiness. This is the time for me to take chances on life. Don't ruin this. Please.