i swear till the day i leave this fucking rubbish dump house,
i wil not have a room and i will still sleep in a room shared with my parents.
i know it's embrassing to share this with the world i really can't take it anymore.

my dad just know how to put the blame here and there blah blah here there.
do u think it's so easy to clear all those stuffs?


u know really...
at times when u needed someone to talk and listen to...
no one give a fuck about it.
they will leave u to rot and die.
when they have problems they come to u.
i must be really unlucky to have soooo many fucked up people as my friends.