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who can wear white and not spill on it.

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Wednesday, July 21, 2010

I've not been ranting here but the heart is still worrying and the mind is still thinking. Mum is still fighting for her love while dad is improving himself. I bring them to cash studio for a lil of bonding since dad loves karaoke so much while brother couldnt be bother with dad. How much brother want us to leave dad, I am still here wanna makes things better but swear to god i dont know what else i can do. Dad WAS improving, dad promised mum all the good things, but yet again he broke those promises. It's so heartbreaking looking how each time they quarel about this matter.

THIS FUCKING INDON WOMAN REALLY NEED A FUCKING LESSON.

If i got the money, if i got the fucking time, i really dont mind travel to that fucking indon to search for the fucking bitch. I couldnt accept still that dad has been sending money to her at indon. It's been goin on for a about monthssss! I need to start something, i need to find the address and i need to write a fucking letter to this biatch. Friends, tell me should i?

When mum questioned him, he's reason was, "Cos they need money."
I, my mum or anybody in this world will never find this reasonable! So now they need money? what about your family here, ayah! Ayah, i wish i could talk this to you but it's just so hard.

I thought things are getting better but I see no changes. Mak, please stay stronger. I love you mum, i love you.
I know money can't buy me happiness,
but it does bring me a more pleasant form of misery.