I know that this world isn't always the safest place. I wanted to write this down, because we could die tomorrow; And you will never know, just how much you meant to me. ♥
I Rant I Rant I RANT..!
sometimes i feel, i should probably say something out before i fly up in any rage when i couldnt keep these exploding feelings contained in my heart anymore. i dont like my privacy being intruded. or maybe i should say, i dont like it when the tiniest space i’ve kept for myself in this over-cramped house, being intruded by any other strangers. okay, so he’s not a stranger. but can you understand how i feel when she bought him over to stay? in our small cramped room? on the floor where i could step on him whenever i wake up? i’m always incredibly thankful that when she brings him over, i dont have work the next day in the morning. when they’re still snoring and whatever nots, and imagine you have to creep silently in your own room, trying to use the mirror, getting dressed? and i have to be bloody careful damnit. i hate it. it’s like, you jolly well know that our house is filled with 8 people sharing 3 rooms and you still bought him over? freak. i’m so angry i dont know why. i’m gulity to say this, but pardon me for being honest, i’m always happy when she went over his place to stay. that’s when i have a little moment of my peace.
why cant she understand this simple fact?
alot of times, i wished i have my own bloody room. then you can bring whoever you want into your room for all i care. but truth is, we’re sharing a room DAMNIT.
POSTED @ 12:00 am | ♥ is the sum of all our choices
