Tuesday, April 26, 2011
i don't believe in happy ever after's. i use to. i use to think i could be one of those princesses in disney, and get their happy ever after.
i don't understand what's the point of bitching about your other half, especially infront of your children. mum's in hong kong. dad's sister is sleeping over, and all dad and her does is, bitch about mum. it's like, their favourite past time.
i especially don't get it. what's the point about bitching about mum to the tinest detail? like the fact that she places leftover food in the fridge all the time? You're eating it. don't complain. even me, a 15 year old, understand that concept. its common sense.
and what about the 'shouting'? you guys talk so loud. its impossible to block my mind. with lous music. you literally SHOUT, like you want me, louise and howin to hear you guys. its horrible. no offence. we believe you guys are dumb. and just plain fucktards.
theres no point of complaning about the reason mum's going to hong kong is so she can give money to grandma. because she's not. she HAS NO MONEY. BECAUSE YOU NEVER GIVE ANY TO HER DAD. she saves. every month, just so she can afford to go to this trip. and yes, she is going to visit grandma. why? BECAUSE SHE'S OLD. everyone dies one day, just as you have learnt dad, when your mum died. EVERONE IS ENTITLED TO VISIT THEIR MUM. ANYTIME. its a right.
there's not point talking bout this, and i know they're never read. hopefully, they never find this blog. i'm on the edge. right now.
i'm scared i'm going to scream all of the sudden, just when they're bitching again. i think i'm going mad. my head hurts. i can't sleep. i have to endure this another week. what's going to happen?
i don't want to say this, but i'll be glad when school starts, because i can breathe again.
i've been locking myself in my room for the past few days.
i hate myself for the fact that i can't even stand up for mum, because i know i'll just start another WWIII if i do. i hate myself for wanting mum back, because i know, from her phonecalls, that she's really happy in hong kong. i hate myself for going to those stupid cousin gatherings, cause they're all on dad's side. they don't even like me that well.
i don't understand what's the point of bitching about your other half, especially infront of your children. mum's in hong kong. dad's sister is sleeping over, and all dad and her does is, bitch about mum. it's like, their favourite past time.
i especially don't get it. what's the point about bitching about mum to the tinest detail? like the fact that she places leftover food in the fridge all the time? You're eating it. don't complain. even me, a 15 year old, understand that concept. its common sense.
and what about the 'shouting'? you guys talk so loud. its impossible to block my mind. with lous music. you literally SHOUT, like you want me, louise and howin to hear you guys. its horrible. no offence. we believe you guys are dumb. and just plain fucktards.
theres no point of complaning about the reason mum's going to hong kong is so she can give money to grandma. because she's not. she HAS NO MONEY. BECAUSE YOU NEVER GIVE ANY TO HER DAD. she saves. every month, just so she can afford to go to this trip. and yes, she is going to visit grandma. why? BECAUSE SHE'S OLD. everyone dies one day, just as you have learnt dad, when your mum died. EVERONE IS ENTITLED TO VISIT THEIR MUM. ANYTIME. its a right.
there's not point talking bout this, and i know they're never read. hopefully, they never find this blog. i'm on the edge. right now.
i'm scared i'm going to scream all of the sudden, just when they're bitching again. i think i'm going mad. my head hurts. i can't sleep. i have to endure this another week. what's going to happen?
i don't want to say this, but i'll be glad when school starts, because i can breathe again.
i've been locking myself in my room for the past few days.
i hate myself for the fact that i can't even stand up for mum, because i know i'll just start another WWIII if i do. i hate myself for wanting mum back, because i know, from her phonecalls, that she's really happy in hong kong. i hate myself for going to those stupid cousin gatherings, cause they're all on dad's side. they don't even like me that well.
♥babyee
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