life been a misery at home.doesn't seemed to appreciate the old man's work.
i meant not at all..doesn't seem to know how to appreciate him at all.
as i grew older, the things, the memories start coming like someone had just click the refresh button or smth or reformat my cerebal cortex.
i used to be the kid that living in her own dream world not knowing the reality of what have been striking my family from time to time.
actually, from the past, my memories for him isn't good at all...its all about the temper that he couldn't control.
life back in my home isn't good at all.i meant not with a little good at all.he seemed all right, making people think that how unfilial i am.But, to the fact that, nothing could have changed a little too.His living in his own fucked up world.
Thinking about we used to act in front of public how good relationship we had, but this has changed. i am sick of acting. i am so sick of him. his dat all bullshit things. that thinks everything that comes out from his freaking mind or tat brain is all the right things but, to the fact that, its 80% inaccurate or wrong.
this few days, something or someone seemed to accidentally pressed my stop button. i stopped functioning , i stopped thinking about studies. most importantly, i am back to my own shelf.
i am finding for my right play button. slowly searching for the right one, that doesn't hurt me at all.
It's been crazy, how my life is about. Trying to understand the meaning of family.
My theme for english that we are going to write for final paper is Family. i've been thinking how fuck-up life i have and yet i am going to write that.
getting rid of someone is just relief. but,knowing he still cares about you, is just wrong. loving the wrong person at the wrong timing and the wrong person is just - just wrong.
I hope for the best tomorrow.
cheers and love,
florence
Thursday, February 24, 2011 @ 12:51 AM
stories that comes from young.
life been a misery at home.doesn't seemed to appreciate the old man's work.
i meant not at all..doesn't seem to know how to appreciate him at all.
as i grew older, the things, the memories start coming like someone had just click the refresh button or smth or reformat my cerebal cortex.
i used to be the kid that living in her own dream world not knowing the reality of what have been striking my family from time to time.
actually, from the past, my memories for him isn't good at all...its all about the temper that he couldn't control.
life back in my home isn't good at all.i meant not with a little good at all.he seemed all right, making people think that how unfilial i am.But, to the fact that, nothing could have changed a little too.His living in his own fucked up world.
Thinking about we used to act in front of public how good relationship we had, but this has changed. i am sick of acting. i am so sick of him. his dat all bullshit things. that thinks everything that comes out from his freaking mind or tat brain is all the right things but, to the fact that, its 80% inaccurate or wrong.
this few days, something or someone seemed to accidentally pressed my stop button. i stopped functioning , i stopped thinking about studies. most importantly, i am back to my own shelf.
i am finding for my right play button. slowly searching for the right one, that doesn't hurt me at all.
It's been crazy, how my life is about. Trying to understand the meaning of family.
My theme for english that we are going to write for final paper is Family. i've been thinking how fuck-up life i have and yet i am going to write that.
getting rid of someone is just relief. but,knowing he still cares about you, is just wrong. loving the wrong person at the wrong timing and the wrong person is just - just wrong.
I hope for the best tomorrow.
cheers and love,
florence
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