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Growing up is scary...
A few moments ago my brother beat me up for not sharing V-Cut (a potato junkfood). Stupid reason, but hell it was painful. My dad is so gay, he didn't even scold him, and my Mom is the worst, pushing all the blame on me because she's fucking afraid of my brothers fists. Stupid retards, so much for wishing them good fortune when they retire. This is why I really hate family camps because nothing ever changes no matter how I pray at God. It's not like I hate him, I already know shit happens. It's always like that, whenever you reach the puberty period everything turns crazy and fucked up. So much for saying dramas are so corny, lately I've got a feeling to believe in TV too. So where am I getting at? Well I finally had this conclusion why childhood is always made up of rainbows and hope, because adults have already foreseen it. The upcomming storm of course. It's like a game, without given much of hope when you're a child of course you'll get in trouble when you grow up. It would be hard to adjust until you made a total mess of yourself. I want to grow up even faster, somehow I'm stuck in this house with people not feel like being a family. I want to grow up and be a responsible person, and maybe a better mother than my mom. No one understands my problem with them, even if I share it , no one could understand and help me with this. I'm all alone, this is what would happen when you grow up. Independence day. Wow, I made 3 posts in 1 night. What ....an Labels: Rambles by: Mae Abigail || 0 comments back to top
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