had a fierce quarrel with my mom yesterday midnight. i was really fucked up and obviously i started swearing like fuck. i was flaring up all my anger and i told my mom she doesnt have the rights to discipline me. not at all cause she has not fulfill her duties. if giving a life to me means she can treat me so shallow, then she might as well fuck herself in the head. imagine you are really fucking mad and the other party says something really stupid at you want to laugh at it. my mom did. she kept saying

'Im your daughter. im the one who give birth to you'

i was so damn fused and she said something so stupid. i controlled and tried not to laugh.

she was the one who started to swear at me first. i tried to control my anger, but i failed. there's a limit for everything and that is not the first time she did that.

to be honest i called her nasty names in the middle of the fight. i regreted it and when i give a second thought about it, i feel that it is quite funny. i called her

'lao chee bye'

it is a vulgar and i shouldnt say it to my mom. but i was blowing off my tops at that point. i cant really be bothered by what i have said at that point. the name i called my mom remind me of this stupid joke that i was telling everyone.

i know i have my faults when i quarrel with my mom. i shouldnt do that. i was really sad after everything. but forget it. life is always like this for me.

-broken mirror-