"Make mistakes; that's what youth is for after all, don't waste it."
My mum left for Vietnam about 2 weeks ago and so I was asked to look after the house and the little one (though to be quite honest, he's pretty fucking big, bastard reminds me of me.) and so I'm doing as I'm told. It baffles me as to why there are kids who want to be separated from their parents. I overhear conversations my little brother has with his friends and every so often one of them would yell at their parents over something ridiculously trivial, even more, I can't believe I was like that. These things come with age, I find. No matter what you tell them, if they are within the ages of 5-12, they'll never be able to grasp how wonderful life really is. I don't even think anyone really does, especially me.
Mumsies will be back on the 19th. It's been a pretty calm and easy going few weeks but I'm glad it's limited. I would still be on the games, yelling at her for every little thing if she didn't whip me into my senses.
The people that you care for the most are usually the ones who indirectly determine who you are. aahahahahah, The things I would give and do for my mum and brothers... man, you'd have no idea...
Mumsies will be back on the 19th. It's been a pretty calm and easy going few weeks but I'm glad it's limited. I would still be on the games, yelling at her for every little thing if she didn't whip me into my senses.
The people that you care for the most are usually the ones who indirectly determine who you are. aahahahahah, The things I would give and do for my mum and brothers... man, you'd have no idea...
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