I'm just a regular teenager. I have my problems. In school, I'm already struggling to keep myself from breaking down, and when I reach home, all you do is find every tiny reason to scream at me. Which child doesn't yearn to be loved? You think that you're the only person breaking under the stress but have you realized I haved equally tough issues to face? Meeting up to expectations alone, is a heavy burden. How many nights has it been that my heavy eyelids have just ended up being a migraine, a pounding on my head? I don't mean to neglect you but I'm just working hard so that I don't please you now and end up disappointing you later.
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Too overwhelmed by stress. Sorry mommy. ): I'll be good. You won't see this, but. I hope I can keep buying tauhuay for you every night, all the way till I'm an adult.
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