Sorry, I can't be perfect.

This is how sad it is; my mum getting so pissed off at me, she won't even look at me to talk. She texts me instead. What the fuck? Seriously.

Anyway, she wants me out of the house. I want myself out of the house after I read the message she texted me this morning while I was sleeping.

I cannot stand your lifestyle anymore. You don't even do anything for this family. You treat this home as a hotel where you can spend the night and not worry about anything else. You don't even take care of the damn poor dog that you brought home, it stinks to the point your aunty cried when she touched it. It's been hungry most of the time without food while you lay lazily in bed. For the sake of this family, move out Wendy if you can't bloody change your rotten habbit.

Wow, do I feel so fucking bad.

Funny that, I apparently don't do shit for the family. I never really have until this month even though it's not much - giving her $200 a month. At least it somehow helps right? hmmmmmm.
Treating the house like a hotel? Yeah, on weekends mostly.
My dog? I love my dog and I feed it when I can. She's the one telling me to feed it twice a goddamn fucking day so I feed it morning and evening like she told me to. Is that not enough? That's bullshit, my aunty crying cos the dog stinks. What the fuck? Exaggerated.

I seriously don't give a fuck about this fucking shit anymore. I want to move out ASAP but is it that easy? No one will take me in and the only place that will, I don't exactly want to move to.