What an idiotic morning, nothing seems to be going my way. Every little things picked on me. Then comes the parent source of anger. What? All these happened within a short 20 minutes when my eyes greeted the Saturday morning? WTH.
I don't know what exactly you fill your mind with. Does a simple term used changes the happenings of a situation?
See, it's because I understand where you're coming from and out of respect that I hold myself back from lashing out expletives at you. I'm giving way so why can't you do the same and take a step back?
Why am I always the one understanding things and when it's supposed to be the adults doing so? I see things from your persepctive, isn't it fair that you see from mine too? Don't shout at me and say that you have the final say. Don't stop my words and shut me off. You'll only have the final say when you make sense to me, damn it.
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