Today I got back home, did my usual things, minded my own business, not really gave a goddamn care about anything.
Then my mum saw me, yea, she came back from work.
She saw me, and yea, I've got lots of pimples.
She beckoned me here to have a close look at my hideous face.
She practically said, "You've got too many pimples. Let me squeeze them."
"No." I know squeezing pimples will make the pimples worsen. And I had told it to my so-called-mother THOUSANDS of time already. She just doesn't want to listen.
"Don't be so persistent! Let me do it!"
"No." I rolled my eyes.
"Come!" she pulled me to her room and said, "Lay there."
"No."
"WHY ARE YOU SO HARD-HEADED?!" she shouted at me angrily. And it lit up my own emotion as well, "NO!"
"EVERYBODY SAYS THAT I'M NOT TAKING GOOD CARE OF MY OWN KIDS!!" she shouted much louder. The tension is getting higher.
"It hurts!"
"JUST LISTEN TO ME!" Since she was gripping my hand, I felt like she screamed at my ears directly.
Who f**king care about what 'everyone' says?
So she takes care of me just as a cover?
How great!
Ugh. I'm not in the mood to continue already.
Thanks for reading my ranting.
-J_c-
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