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Reclusive Son Tuesday, 25 October 2005

Posted by dragonzlad in Uncategorized.
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Sometimes when I go home, I will go right into my room, close the door and do my stuff. Sometimes I wonder why.

I guess it is my parents. They are always not on good terms. Always bickering… sigh…sometimes I get so fed up. And I think my Mom feels the same way too.

I think I rather go to my room and do my stuff then to see them that way.
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