I feel terrible. I feel humiliated. I wasn't given any chance to speak and explain myself. I broke down and cry immediately. Nobody has ever shame me before. Somehow I can't forget about it. Last night I cried so bitterly. I couldn't take it anymore. Why must I always get scolded when I did nothing wrong? I hate this feeling.

1 week 7 days. 1 day 24 hours. 7 days 168 hours. Out of the 168 hours, 160 hours I'm all alone. I get to see you for 8 hours or a lil more. How pathetic it is.

I know I shouldn't be this selfish or caculative. I know you got to work. I know you can't always bring me out to play. I know you're tired after a long day at work. No matter how strong I act, afterall I'm still a girl. I need a shoulder to lean on when I'm tired, I need a pair of hands to wipe my tears away. Baby, where are you when I needed you most?

PS: If you ask me when is the last time I'm happy, I will say I've long forgotten to smile.

Madeline.
13 December.
Enjoying the last year of teenage life.

xoxoxo

I strongly believe in, ЌαЯмά

善有善报，恶有恶报，
不是不报，时间未到 -
因果报应。

"What goes around comes around what goes up must come down."