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Saturday, July 25, 2009

i swear life is so f-ed up right now.
my mum seriously hates me ttm. everything i say, she'll scream at me. she hasnt given me money for a week and i have no money at all. i left school early yesterday cause i wasnt feeling well but had no money to cab home so i had to borrow from miss yip. my dad gave me $50 to see the doctor but i dint see the doctor cause i need the money to eat. she treats my dog better than me and i swear she's wishing she dint stop taking birth conrtol pills. i miss my brother cause whenever he's around, she doesnt scold me. so she has a bad day and can scream at me, but when i have a bad day, i cant do anything cause she'll scream at me. wtf man. fml ttm. i'm getting out of the house. my day is f-ing spoilt and today's suppose to be a good day because i'm going for the HILLSONGS CONCERT. f it, i dont feel like going anymore.
aunty marilou(marius's mum):
PARENTS NEVER HATE THEIR CHILDREN, TRUST ME ON THIS.
yeah, sure thing.
put a knife in me and i'll believe it.


kimberly C♥ 11:36 AM