White flag

white-flagThere are days when I feel like raising the white flag already. I am also human. I get all riled up and exhausted from too much worries. And then for some drama to be acted out at home…

I never liked being the parent, when I should have been the child. I hate always being the older sister. I also want to be me sometimes. I don’t want to be the understanding and patient one all the time.

I just want peace and harmony at home. That’s it.

26. September 2014 by Kara
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