The End

I'm done. Fucking done.
She wants the perfect daughter that never feels anything other than happiness, always around being obedient and don't have her own dreams?
Fine. Let's her have her.

I'm just so tired of it all. I give up. I don't have the strength to fight for myself any more. 
And this rambling is probably pathetic, but I don't care.
It might be the last entry in the long while.

Bye.