i went to bed at ten.
but i've been tossing around for the past hour.
feeling a little grey.
maybe cus of what happened between mum and bro.
seriously i feel like going over and give him a tight slap
hope i can make it through As asap
after which i'll work and lessen the burden.
get into uni and support myself.
think her life of down-s is enough!
maybe what she's going through is the summation of the misery others experience for a few lifetime.
i really admire her strength and courage.
if i'm in her shoes, prolly i'll be dead!
especially with a son like that
you know sometimes,
it really gets so frustrating
pure agony.
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