Seriously, life sucks.
Maybe some people disagree, I still think it sucks.
I'm getting irritated, frustrated and feel very fucked up.
I don't know why. Just moody.
I hate being at home.
Facing those bloody damn walls.
I hate people who ground me.
Since they ground me, they should be at home too what. _l_
I wanna get out of this fucking house soon.
Very very very very soon.
Sleep on the streets also can.
Just wanna get out of here.
Idiots.
I don't think I'm being unreasonable.
Now is 2009, not 1999.
Wtf. Thinking so old fashion.
Whatever I do, you think I'm just being childish. _l_
Whatever lah.
I'm kinda bad luck to have both you as my parents.
Although you don't gamble or whatsoever, you still fail as a parent. -.-
You don't even try to understand us.
So what's the point talking it out with you?
There's no point.
I'm just wasting my energy.
You asked me why i don't pick up your calls, don't reply your messages.
Cause i don't feel like.
I feel irritated when i saw your missed calls and messages.
I must as well switch off my phone. -.-
That's the best solution, isn't it?
Conclusion, I hate you. -.-
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