from age 18 onwards, i acquired a new language of currency. i began actual employment in a known company, and dealt with people who werent tuition kids younger than me. i paid for bills out of my pocket. i shopped with money i earned. i paid for lunches, dinners. this year, because of many reasons, i stopped tutoring. i took up random assignments that gave me extra money. today, i came out of home angry and i asked a lot of whys. i let go of tears that asked me why, why do we have to be like that. tears that also prompt me of my selfishness. tears that remind me of my pride. tears that tells me that i really want to be treated like a child and i want to be provided for. this morning, my mother spoke to me with the language of currency.
we should just be communist.
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i can buy u a red panties for ur bdae.
*smilez*
i was wondering whats the link. but i figured, ya, i need more luck.
Bie xie qi k? Wo men zao yi tian qu labyrinth K ge. Wo qin.
Bie xie qi k? Wo men zao yi tian qu labyrinth K ge. Wo qin.
Bie xie qi k? Wo men zao yi tian qu labyrinth K ge. Wo qin.
wa. i get ur point. dont need to post 5 times. but nopeee dont need. why not u go master the songs then u sing for me? then we dont need to go labyrinth to hear him sing. hahaha
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