For once in my life, I wish for a day where I can actually -talk- to my parents. Have a proper conversation with them. A person to people conversation. To actually socialise as individuals. That’s the one wish which I’ve been wishing since as a kid. That is the one wish that I haven’t gone through yet. That is the one wish that my friends has with their parents on a daily basis. Instead of all their nagging on me, nagging me non-stop as if I’m an useless idiot. 

No wonder I’m absolutely jealous of my mates. And it’s a wonder that I’ve always felt so bloody useless to everyone. It’s a wonder how I get on with this life, at all. 

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