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Thursday, December 10, 2009

what's your decision ? i want to know your decision , dear .. but im afraid of it .. i cant lose you .. and i also dont want you to lose your family .. but what can i do ? its your decision after all .. i cant be selfish .. i need to think of you too ..right now , im waiting for your text . i will wait .. and always wait .. i need to know whats your decision .. even if i fear it .. haish . i need you right now .. and i have always need you ..

i dont feel like sitting in this house .. my mom is having grudge against me .. everyone is turning down on me .. i feel like a stranger in this house .. i just want my mom to stop saying all those things . if she really want to say that .. say it right to my face . but by trying to say indirectly to me , it really hurts .. i know , this is nothing compared to what you felt .. but im really sorry .. if you really feel like you want to beat me up till death , then go ahead . i wont stop you . do anything that will make you happy .. but please forgive me .. even staying under one roof with you , i miss you mom .. i really miss you .. dont you think that i have never appreciate what you have done for me .. i appreciate it mom .. if i dont , i would not bother to study hard so that i can help you . but i know .. this one mistake of mine has vanish everything . you wont trust me even if i tell all this to you .. my promise to you .. i will help you as long as im alive .. i will make sure that i keep to my promise , mom . perhaps .. this is nothing to you anymore ..

dear .. i need you ..

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