Wednesday, May 14, 2008

My mom kept yelling at me,
strong headache everytime she yells,
how I want to get out from this place.

9 pm, went to angga's place. Ari and Derza were there. They listened to my stories, even I have no idea what I was saying. They helped me so thanks for that guys. I tend to live just like this.
Not unsatisfied nor hopeless.
wrote to medusa at

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