sometimes I really dont know how to feel. seeing her cry out loud, wail and keeping myself calm was pretty hard. so many things happening just so many things. isnt emotional quotient proved much more important than intelligence quotient? to be able to accept the things happening around? learning to let go? hmmm. honestly I feel uneasy, I'll be out the evening till night.but still I don't think it's really right that all the blame is put on my mum. it always works two ways and takes two hands to clap. majority of the fault could be possible but not total. oh well. marriage marriage. hmmm.
girlwithabroken(: : 13:09
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