i am turning 19 this year lah fuck..
i cant enjoy a single moment by myself in this house-why u think im always in my room?
every call i get-u scream from a far or come into the room asking "who is that? what do u they want? " when i pay for all of my own damn bills so i can talk to whoever i want.
u constantly update MY bank book like as though i'd steal from ur side of the money.
u keep making a fuss over everything like how i dont watch movies with u anymore. who say? i watch the pirated ones u bring home everytime wad.. i never wanna go to the cinema with u cos i'd bet we'd get kicked out with ur constant interpretation of everything that happens in the movie!! IM FUCKING NOT STUPID!! STOP TREATING ME LIKE I DUNNO SHIT ABOUT LIFE!
i hate ur constant smothering. u know it..stop raiding n re-arranging my wardrobe!! i cant find anything! i dont have any drugs or booze in there.
how to bring home anyone to u ? u think im pathetic right? 19 years old not once brought home a bf. u will chase them all away with ur constant interrogation! i had 4 bfs n thank god none of which met u..
i cant wait till i go abroad for uni, i dont wanna come back anytime soon.
by the way im bisexual now. plus im happy n no matter wad u say, i aint getting out of it cos its wad u want. what u gonna do? kick me out onto the street? go ahead. im sick of this..
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baby... relax.. like fizah said chin up.. you wont be on the street, trust me i'm sure there's a bed some where that will take you with open arms...love you
wahhh i got honorary mention.
*beams*
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