I've calmed down =]
Due to reasons that I don't think are very... correct.

Anw, about Fz & I,
there's sth that I'd like to say.

I don't care if his friends don't like me.
Neither do I care if my friends don't like him. (I know my babes very well (:)
But it doesn't matter anyway,
cos only what we both think of each other matters.

Besides, no one knows us like we do.
Friends don't see the sacrifices we make for each other.
Cos we do more complaining then praising sometimes.
Human nature =]

Ahh,
gtg.
Mom's telling me how hurt he is that me n my bro don't talk to my dad.
Abt how our attitude sux.

How about telling him to stop screaming almost everyday first?
& cutting us some slack?
Realise that the ways of his days are different than today.
& stop getting angry over the smallest of things?
stop. being. unreasonable.
the whole my-say-is-the-last-say thing..
it's unfair.

It seems that we have arrived at an impasse, havent we?

It has always been this way.

Hais.

Call me a bitch.
Go fuck yourself.
Idc.

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