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 oh, i'm so tired of this life, but i keep on moving, and i will never stop. my dreams are my inspiration, to aim that star to which i'm always wishing for... i just wanted to be happy and contented, and everytime that i'm feeling down, i just have an informal conversation with him, telling him evrything that i have inside my heart. the hatred for my father, made me bitter and sick. i'd learn to become the worst person in the universe, the sweetest child that he had is now gone and cold... i sometimes regret having a father like him.. should i call him my father anymore??? but i hate him... we are suffering and he did not care, he kept on doing his stupid things instead of working to earn money for us... two of my siblings stopped studying to work for us, but what that man is doing? wasting my siblings' money from hardwork.. i hate him so much!!
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Posted by krisjhon on 2008-10-12 21:37:09 | Rating: | Views: 9
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