Yesterday – I am completely over him [my blockmate]
*and i am happy, no more burden in my life.
NOW – My mom spanked me. I mean, slapped my face–hard.
*and i didn’t cry. i am so used to this, almost ever since birth. what’s the use of living inside a house where what your parents always do is scold you and tell you are a nonsense, lazy ass, and yeah, nonsense, and a huge pain in the back. i am doing everything to make her proud of me, i stay late on the computer organizing projects and stuff, maintaining and getting good grades, and this is all she’d give me. HURT me. When in fact, I don’t think I ever hurt her. I talked back, but seldom. That is if I am very busy with stuff and she starts shouting like a mad cow. And if you don’t heed her, a flying slipper will knock your head off. Or maybe her huge handS.
what would you wish for? i bet you would wish you weren’t ever born.