awaitin my death...
im awaitin my death...it seems like im one old 109 lady whu is waitin 2 die in any minute...why cant my father jus take the chopper and chop me into pieces?better rite?...i no need to suffer so much..god damn man..hw long have i like suffered this beating whenever i do somethin wrong?..since i was like wad?..in p1?..den,tt was wen i learned 2 lie too...lemme tink why...wait..i tink i had an explanation...i lie cos,i always fear of my father beating me..yup..he is damn fierce...everytin oso threaten to beat me..why cant they jus be open?why are they so like closed up and all?..haix...now,i have to decide whether i wanna go home or not..its like decidin on a op tt can cause my life..haha...anw,anybdy whu read diz,jus pray tt i wil die peacefully yea?..i noe diz tyme,the whack wil be the worst one ever...worst den all the blood tt came out wen i got whack..whoo...well,pray for it ks?!?!lol!!wee!!!!death awits for me!!!