i lost my cat, her name was Angie and she was 4 months old
everybody told me the cat walk away cause i used to let her wander around in the back yard. but i think my parents might have just given her away...
i am sure. that"s why i so desperately want to move out of this house.
even my sisters think, i don't have enough problems to be depressed and i shall not want, shall not feel sad or anything. i am so mad. the cat was such a good companion to me. but all these people saw, was the negative facts of having a cat in the house. she was hard to potty train, she stink the whole house, she miaul too much and on and on. i can't have anything in this place. and when i get angry i get yelled at by my dad, and he suggest i move out. when i mention that i do want to move out, my mom yell "you VAGABOND" you just want to live on your own so you can do bad things and fall in corruption with your friends. they don't even respect my friends. they don't trust them and they don;t want me to spend nights at their house.
they are so old fashion for me. so relentless to understand the view of this new generation. seriously in this world who is gonna come to my house and ask to marry me. that's all the option they give me to move out, only if i get married.
i miss my cat, but most of all i feel helpless, and fettered in this house of mine, because my family have a weird way to show me their love, so i feel lonely when i am with them, and that encourages me to go live on my own cause it's the same anyway, i will be lonely only i will not be picked on as much for being in that state.
here's a picture of my beloved cat, was sleeping on my lap
everybody told me the cat walk away cause i used to let her wander around in the back yard. but i think my parents might have just given her away...
i am sure. that"s why i so desperately want to move out of this house.
even my sisters think, i don't have enough problems to be depressed and i shall not want, shall not feel sad or anything. i am so mad. the cat was such a good companion to me. but all these people saw, was the negative facts of having a cat in the house. she was hard to potty train, she stink the whole house, she miaul too much and on and on. i can't have anything in this place. and when i get angry i get yelled at by my dad, and he suggest i move out. when i mention that i do want to move out, my mom yell "you VAGABOND" you just want to live on your own so you can do bad things and fall in corruption with your friends. they don't even respect my friends. they don't trust them and they don;t want me to spend nights at their house.
they are so old fashion for me. so relentless to understand the view of this new generation. seriously in this world who is gonna come to my house and ask to marry me. that's all the option they give me to move out, only if i get married.
i miss my cat, but most of all i feel helpless, and fettered in this house of mine, because my family have a weird way to show me their love, so i feel lonely when i am with them, and that encourages me to go live on my own cause it's the same anyway, i will be lonely only i will not be picked on as much for being in that state.
here's a picture of my beloved cat, was sleeping on my lap