(Respectively for the title)

We had the best moments

In a such a long time.

It was something, to me.

To make me think-truly. I guess.

I haven't been talking to mum. Don't know when it started but it's feels like ever since. Sad and i cried. Not in front of her, but to daddy. He and my brother comforted me and told me to relax and don't think too hard. I was pist cuz of what she said. My daddy knows. He understands but not her. I'll not say as it's personal and like I wouldn't want to go on saying about something so terrible and hurtful to me.

Even my sis cried - badly. I felt really cut-ted. It's totally sucky and so unpredictable.

And I hate that.