Monday, February 8, 2010

Battlefield

Home doesn't feels like home now.
At any given moment, someone will be pissed with another person.

My dad would be pissed at my sisters for doing some stupid things.
My sisters would be pissed at me for god knows what reasons.
My grandma would be pissed at the maid for not knowing how to do anything.My mom would be pissed at me for not opening up.
I'll be pissed at my parents for not understanding.
I'll be pissed at myself.

Everyday, all this takes turns. As if it's supposed to be some routine.
Seriously feel like crashing someone's else house.

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