Sunday, September 11, 2011


Frankly speaking, I'm sick and tired of you, dad. It's okay If you doesn't support us and at least you do some house work. I don't blame you for some reason. I'm not asking any money from you thou. I understand that you're just being caring and concern because I'm a girl. I don't know what's wrong with going out overnight. Don't bother to talk some sense to me. I know what I'm doing. Sometimes I don't understand why I wouldn't listen to you. Until now, I don't really wish to talk to you anymore. Sometimes, I would wish you to just leave me alone. Whether you cares or not, It's not important to me since young. If one day I'm gone from this home, don't bother to look for me. I'm really really sick and tired already. You guys can call me childish or whatever. Only If you're in my shoe until now.  

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