I'm pissed.

I need somewhere to let off steam.

I feel like beating up somebody.

I feel like crying.

I feel like dying.

I'm at my limits. I'm gonna explode already. I say get out of my life if you're gonna treat me this way. I'm not your maid, I'm not your punching bag. I'm a human who has his rights.

So what you're my mother. So what you're older than me. I give you respect for bringing me up. But if brought me up just to screw up my life. Then i rather not be borned.

I can be a obedient son, or I can revolt against you. All these depends on how you have been treating me too. I get scolding for all things I didn't do. Since sis is the one than gives you attitude, then why the hell are you shooting me with your dumb language instead?

I would have left home or went against you if not for dad. Dad works hard for the family. To give us food, shelter and clothing. What have you done? Nothing. Just plain kpkb-ing every single day. Wrong, you kpkb. Right, you also kpkb. The thing that allows me to carry on in silence is the thought of dad and my friends. You're nothing. Just a figure. So, fuck off from my life if you're just gonna make me suffer.

I'm gonna forget about this, for the sake of the family. But make sure you never cross me again or else I will make you regret you ever know me.

*I'm probably not gonna blog for the next few days. Gonna be at Bryan's chalet.*

-XJ.
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