I need your Sway.

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Sunday, May 17, 2009

oh dad.
you're really such a disappointment.
once again.

yeah, everyone and literally everyone talks about respect.
but hell.
how am i supposed to earn it from him when he didn't call out my name at all.
at least, speak to me.
speak to me.

i'm trying my best not to bother about what you said in the past, but thanks for making it all come back to the start eh.

and to you, you're putting in so little effort.
work more damn it.

ahh, whatever la.
i need a break from all this.

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