fuck it la. i hate coming home. its like hell to me. whatever i do is wrong la. u tell me to reflect on the attitude i give u once i reach home like hello?! i came home today and even told u about some stupid hairband that i bought and i was SMILING u bitch. it was only until your fucking husband questioned me if i went to shop or study okay ji by. arghh fuck off la. im going out now bastards. fucking home
