Every time its owes like tat.. i wonder why.. why do my mum and sis like tat to me.. i feel so completely alone.. its just like my relationship with my family r getting far apart.. they wont talk to me.. if i talk to them, they wont answer me.. ignore me completely.. do they knoe that they r hurting me? thats the reason why i often shut myself in my room. i feel tat no one loves me.. tats the reason i accept him.. to love me n care bout me.. n i think i m doin it rite.. he reli loves me very much... perhaps more than my family does.. although they dont agree.. i still keep my relations with him.. i dont care what they says.. i keep up my good work for studies so they dont have anything to say to me tat will make me break up with him.. when i saw my mum ask my sis to do this n tat, i fee so left out.. is this jealousy? or wat??? can sumone tell me??? i feel nobody is loving me in my family.. i m so alone... i hate my life in my family.. perhaps be the youngest is owes like tat.. nobody in my family knoes wat i feel n wat m i thinking.. not even him... i m not going to tell anyone else... unless my diary or my blog... i just wanna express my sadness n sourness... nobody cares me... when me n my family goes out, i m the one tat walks behind.. nobody give a dam whether i m there or not.. i owes wondering alone n nobody even knoe whether i m lost or kidnapped or what... nobody giv a damn bout it.. i've tried my best to b the best my sis does... top in school, in kk, in my family, friends n everything... no matter how gud my result, their expression is owes the same... dull n dont care... i wish i was not born in my family.. i wish i was an orphan... i wish tat i can die rite now.. i hate my life... i hate it... it doesnt mean i dont love them.. i just wonder why it has to b like tat? what did i do wrong?? why dun just tell me??? why hav to keep ur mouth shut n ignore me... it makes me even hurt ok??? dont u knoe tat??? perhap... should i end my life?
Saturday, September 6, 2008
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