The Life I Was And Is In

just got blamed for having overdue bills and stuffs. all blamed on me by my father. fathers are such fascinating creatures. they seemed to blame everything on their children, where sometimes act nice with them. ok for the phone bills, my fault. water bills? hybrid, everyone uses it. powers? as if my fault, i’m not some people who make all the lights come on in a shot. don’t know who on the lights and never off it even when its not used, while also the one who scolded people for leaving the un-used lights on too :/ don’t know who’s that bastard, that bloody son of a retard.
i <3 my mother than father. meh, father can just crash himself in a lorry’s back and gives us all his money to pay for the bills. he also forgot he’ll have to count the number of beers he drunk in a year. well as i remember, he can’t survive without more than 2 bottles. he can just go kiss his own ass by bending his back and kiss it. he can go die in a living hell as in mine too.
*stress aborted*

not much of that anymore, so hence lesser blogs. lazy to write you see, and school time’s over-my-limit. so not much time to got on my own computer and go friendster and update my blog. anyways my blog has nothing much in it, so no one will be seeing it. anyone who managed to come in, congratulations for coming and you have my gratitude. デプレッションデプレッションデプレッションデプレッションデプレッションデプレッション……………….