everything is over.
finished. done.

FUCK YEAH IT'S OVER BITCHES.

ended knowing whatever happened doesn't matter to him anymore.
i am nobody; i am insignificant.
gone.

which means i can let go of everything i'm holding on.
and what's his becomes ordinary

though, the pictures i will keep;
for memory sake-

how i've grown and learnt throughout those years.
let it be a lesson for my future kids.
i want to know who mummy was when she's young.

though i'll still get jealous here and there,
i'll lift my head high and say;
bitch please. i'm so much better than that bitch over there.

and you know it.