My father suddenly flared up.
Told me that if I wanted a relationship then go out and work he's not gonna support me.
And if he caught me together with him, he'd pull me out from JC immediately.
And if I continue the relationship, and I couldn't get a scholarship, I'd have to work immediately after JC they're not gonna support for my university.
So I'm just suppose to break up?
I did that for the previous guy I was so in love with.
And I regretted.
I wouldn't.
I don't wanna do so fucking well and be the god damn best.
But since I need to to step out of this fucking house next time, I will.
I will prove you damn parents so fucking wrong but you won't have the chance to even say sorry.
I don't NEED to, I DONT WANT TO BE LIKE THIS.
But I will. I will remember all these times you made my life horrible and I would do so very well.
I've tried to look for reasons you could be doing this to me.
Humane ones.
But now, I refuse to.
I'll be the worst nightmare you ever have.
I'll make you wish you never gave birth to me.
I'll make you suffer in regret like I did because of you.
HAPPY 2015 Mr and Mrs.Tan.
And baby, happy 4th month love <3
I may have to cry and kiss the phone screen with the captured moment of my baby boy.
Even though I'm a teenager of this generation, I'll still have to suffer like the olden times.
The times where girls are torn apart and KEPT apart from their beloved.
How dramatic.
I may sound happy, but I'm miserable.
I want to hug and kiss you and bury my face in your shoulder and chest.
I realize all the small little expressions of yours are so beautiful ;they're so precious.
And I know now, I know why all of them say "you'll only know what you have when you've lost them"
I won't be able to see you and touch you and just enjoy your company anymore.
That's all I want in this very moment.
I want nothing but that baby.
I seriously, most honestly, miss you.
16 January 2015
Singapore
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