My sandcastle has fallen long, long time ago, even then, they still continue on torturing and lies. Today more truth slip out and repeatedly slap me on my face by their words. And, of course, I'm flooded by sorrow. Last time I felt the way I feel now was two years ago due to the domestic abuse case between me and my partner, followed with a practical divorced. Funny, how I look around and suddenly see people that once I thought they would never turn me down, would just disappear. I can't say that I have family anymore. It's against the logic. Only 'she' is the only reason I put up with this awful path. I wish to be loved. I wish to be cherished. Is it too much to ask?