I hate it when I've reached my doorstep! There will be this fucking flip-flops right in front of my door which belongs to the ass who has no responsibilities. He freaking think that just because he has the chance to stay at my house, he don't need to care what is happening isit???? After eating, he think that there is a maid in this house to wash his plates for him isit?? Anyway, its his responsibility to prepare food and $$ for us but did he??? BLOODY HELL! Just because my mum allows him to stay here for awhile till the end of Ramadan doesn't make him a guest here. You're lucky that my mum has a good heart which is why she pity you even after all the sufferings she went through. You're lucky that i care about your feelings as i do not want to disgrace you in front of everyone. You're lucky! Just so lucky! This all boils down to the reason why i prefer being outside with my friends, coming home late everyday than staying at home staring at your pathetic face. You're just the old you with the same ego and nothing has ever changed since these past few weeks. Oh well, just my luck!
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