I knew this was going to come sooner or later.
And so, my mum called, and asked me to pack my things and move out of the room.
Friends who know about my predicament have reminded me many times to fight for my right and put my foot down.
But when my mum called, I did not argue at all.
I merely said ok.
Simply because I do not want to upset my mum.
Many times I wonder if she loves my brother more than she loves me.
But at the end of the day, I figure that is not important.
I just need to know I love my mother and I will try my best not to disappoint her (if I cannot make her happy).
I just hope there is space for my dangdangs who/which will very soon be homeless or dumped in the wardrobe again. Sigh.
I just hope there is space for my dangdangs who/which will very soon be homeless or dumped in the wardrobe again. Sigh.
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