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  • Tuesday, August 16, 2011
    • ♥ dear mom,

    dear mom.


    i'm writing to you cos i wanna express how i'm feeling yet i can't tell you verbally. you're scolding me nonsensically for no damned reason at all. bad day at work? don't vent on me. trainee made you upset? don't blame on me. 


    You want anything, talk properly. don't stalk my facebook for nothing, seeing what i do online, seeing what my friends write on my wall. drive me enough to the corner and i'll block you. just because i've listened to you for 12 years doesn't mean it'll still continue. i should have a say too.


    stop complaining about me, saying i have a horrible character, saying i should rot in hell or anything. yeah people say that by my friends, but you? i never expected you. i said this many times and i'mma say it again. i'm a container and the things you store inside have a limit too. enough and i'll pop out, exploding.


    happy and sad moments i shared with you, but everything has a limit as well. why are you even acting like that? saying i'm spoilt and all.


    know where's the line. you have bad days, so do i.


    stop saying about using facebook and all, i've cut down alot alr.


    dont believe home econs stuff on fb not my prob.


    you keep saying that i hold on to my phone and all, not cos i'm addicted, but there's an emptiness of being lonely. no siblings to talk to. nothing at all. NOTHING. you're free, i'm not. if you can watch shows, why can't i use computer? you watch even longer than me. rushing through episodes and spending hours.


    no mood. i wna go die. tmr i'm gonna stay at home and rot. home's hell and i'm rotting in hell. confimed and cnt go out. damn pissed now. brain's tired and i wanna throw up seriously.i want cca soon. idk why i'm looking forward to friday. though its tough but there are friends there. better than normal life. boring and alone.


     be mine.