Kidnap my heart.

Hell

Sunday, 17 May 200913:45

when people say "house is heaven", i don't believe it. Whyy? because everything I do at home, is wrong. I keep quiet, i'm at fault. I talk back, I'm the wrong one. So, what am i suppose to do at home?

whyy i prefer to go out with friends rather than stay at home? because when i reach home, its either war starting off, or its in the process of having a war. see? do i have a clear reason if somebody ask me, whyy are u always out with ur friends and bf?

yesterday night, i reached home about 8pm. those who know me, thats early for me to reach home when i'm out with bf or friends. But i was welcomed home by my dad - screaming whyy i'm home late. wth. seriously. he can fuck off from home anytime he likes. go meet friends, play badminton, meet old friends..and SERIOUSLY, anytime. But, we can't. Isn't parents suppose to be rolemodels to their kids? so I followed what my dad taught us indirectly. and now i know whyy my bro nvr wants to stay at home.

do u know what welcome me home from sch? empty. EMPTY.

there are foods, games, TV, VCDs and blablabla. but there are no souls. when i reach home, the walls and the ceilings welcome me home. well, indirectly. i seriously doubt what "family" means. at least, for now. and thats whyy, I'm willing to have classes everyday. so that i can laugh whole-heartedly outside. and when i reach home, everything become fake.

hm... depress.

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