Called mum last night, told her that what happened yesterday. She was very concerned very worry, I can feels the anger from her. She dislike me being bullied, she is very concerning about my safety… so do Dad. When me utter, talking about my work stuffs, they will be over-acted like I’m being bullied.
I’m still a little girl in their eyes. I’m still a Princess, in their eyes.
Well, I’m not a good daughter thou… I have lotsa secrets, I hide the evil side of mine, doing things they dislike behind them, sometimes I did lie to them too and I seldom have a nice chat with them. It’s very random for me to call mummy yesterday, not sure about why, but I just feels like hearing her scolding. LMAO. Yea, mummy always say I’m weak and gonna scold.
She asked: Did he know I went out that early, Did you guys talk about it… Who gonna be the 1st one to know when I get hurt or meet some robbery/accident? Who gonna find me when I’m missing? Actually I think, no one will figure it out until I’m really dead for few days. WTF!! I can’t recall a person that can 100% know where I am, what I’m doing…
Imagine, me in the photo above, me, I die young. Then I’ll just fade out… fadeeee…. fadeeeee…. outttt…
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by Bendan.
