I really hate the month I was being born. Its so terrible. I hate it so much. Its as though I'm good being invinsible. I never really got the chance to have a VERY HAPPY birthday where fights never happen. Its really sad. If you were to see the past April post NEVER a happy post. Now its a different story. A story which really got me nervous and unhappy. Mistrust and hate?(This sound so history; well my history)
The past was dad and I. We were both having our cold wars. Never did I talked to him for around 6 months. It stopped and continued again till Hari Raya where I was the one who gave up. Now. Its mumma and dadda. Its really hurtful to see them fighting. (shit I ma gonna cry). What if the ended up getting a D------? I over heard made by my D---- , "FINE! I'll GO MY OWN WAY AND YOU, YOURS!" What does that suppose to mean?
Gonna stop here. Can't say nomore. I cant. What a "Happy Birthday".
current mood: SAD? CONFUSED?
current song: You are so beautiful - Escape the Fate
