It has been many years like this. I wonder how i could express out all the oppression all these years. Iam so sick of them i swear, so sick of pretending and forcing myself to smile. If they alive, i really wish they are at the end of the world away from me. But reality are so damn cruel, how much disgust iam feeling i couldnt show it at all! After so many years, i still cant get my freedom, why get a damn car that price the same as a house, yet he didnt, no matter how many times ive mention about it, he just ignore me. He thought it isnt a great matter, he thought im just nagging as usual. Shall i stab a person to dead first so that he can realise how much depressed he and those bastards have made me?
All i ask if he could get me a place to stay away from them. I dont want a big place, i dont want many rooms! cause i dont want any of those shit to come at my doorstep!  Those are so shameless, like there's only 1 place to go, we are their slave, others are their prince & princess. So damn ironic.