Shhhhh...
My house is never a house of peace and quiet. I hear a lot of noises and arguments especially from my mom.
Noises about hygiene, this dirty that dirty. Sometimes, I just wanna get out of my house and live on my own. Fuck, I can't even feed myself, really I can just shoot myself and die.
I want to come back home from work and stay still in the quietness, and be still.
But, shit always happen. And it happens everyday. ):
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