Celebrate destruction

This week was sick.I was actually.I'm okay now but the cough is still itching my throat.My Mum is still not talking to me.I've thought so many times of apologising but this ego inside me is making me take a step back.I know I sound like a bad daughter which I think I am but I just need the guts to talk to her and make things around the house normal.


My life is nothing but just emptying boxes,going to school that last for 3 hours,going out with my friends for the sake of getting out of the house and just daydreaming.Life rules.My room is going to look like an 8-year old kid's bedroom soon.3 level bunk beds in blue that has Disney stickers on,with massive toy cars on the shelf and colour pencils all over the floor.I'm patiently waiting for National Day holidays.Don't know what I'll do on that day but I know I'll be out with my friends.Its a tradition that has been going on since 2004.

Have you ever did something you really regret and realise its too late when you're crying on your bedroom floor in the dark?Why this fuckery?In other words,my life sucks.Not just yours.
So,you are not alone.I am here with you.I think I will force myself to sleep now.May the force be with you...and me.




xoxo
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