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Dad is right afterall

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I guess Dad is right afterall. I'm just a useless, self-centered fucking little cunt. I feel so down after what happened yesterday. I feel dumb you know, how dumb? VERY. I guess I should have kept it to myself lately, too much talking, too much sins.

My hope that I had since the start of this month is fading away with the month itself I guess. So it was true that Wani, Zuu and Lam told me not to have high hopes was really true but me being that dumbfuck that I am, just had to have that high hopes, so high that I can't even reach it. Yesterday I cried myself to sleep like any other nights that I had. Somehow I find it easier.

Dad also did say that he couldn't believe that I was his son, I mean indirectly, but that was when his mad, which still affects me. I didn't mean to be a pain in the ass. Someday, I'll move out and live my own life and I won't bother you again I hope. For now, I just have to tolerate his nuisance and vice versa.

Whatever happened, I've lost a part of me to yesterday, I won't be the same anymore I guess. It feels as though nobody needs you at all. All you are is a joke, a nuisance to them. I'm the most useless person anyone has ever met~ ='(


Voiced at 11:20 AM on 26 September 2008