To be thankful
About eating, my mom did a bad meal. She always do, but to me.

Infact, a couple years ago, she did it more to me. "Newer mind" I thought. Every mothers hate their son - a son who have no biological relationship - which means I shouldn't be here. I'm a outsider, but more like enimies.

The time goes by. Now, we used to do. We are now in a stabled circumstance. Eating? What can I wish for? I'd mean, how dare could I want more?

People says "love" Love everything than everything loves you. "What is love?" I must asked. "As a man sows so he shall reap?" "Booshit!"(LOL) I must say. Love is nothing. Nothing is love, whatever you pay. For your sake, the return is nothing changed, but worst". Because you're not her son.

Whatever, I don't care. But I must thank to her. She brought me here, a better living standard. If not, I'm now lived in China, all my friends, knowledges, concepts must be changed - its not me again.

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  1. Edit (2013-10-14): I think I was meant to be thankful to my step mother? I don't know. It looks a mess...
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斟酌 鵬兄
Sun Nov 29 2009 16:10:00 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
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