of the bright blue skies and your shining smile.

i feel so vulnerable at home. that devil/satan just threw a bottle(glass!) of ketchup on my feet. i got many small cuts from that. mom bought noodles for me, he threw it on the floor. after than he threw the chair next to me; it broke.

i am thinking of sueing him man. thinking.
how i really wish i can get married and get out of the house. this is really killing me..