GIVE ME THERAPY, I'M A WALKING TRAVESTY.

twentythree y.o. geographer, barista, yoga practitioner. University College London. born and bred in the lil' island of Singapore. constantly searching for answers. extremely flawed, especially when it comes to imposing standards on others, expecting too much, not knowing when to close her mouth (to shut the fuck up or to stop eating). too crazy for her own good and has to be taken with a massive handful of salt. adores backpacking, hitch-hiking, hill-walking, red wine, whiskey, cocktails, fine food and good conversations.
REMINDER:
"open your heart. someone will come. someone will come for you. but you'd have to open your heart first."


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Wednesday, August 18, 2010
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❝ Thirty Day Letter Challenge: Day 3 ❞


DAY THREE: YOUR PARENTS


Dear Daddy and Mummy

I know you all probably won't read this.

I just want to say that I love you all loads and loads, though I still hate you all for bringing me to this hellish place known as Earth.

I am sorry that I am such a fucked up kid, always underperforming and always disappointing all of you. I am sorry I am not an object for you all to show off to all your friends cause I am just a fucked up kid.

Sorry. For who I am.

But I still love you all, and you all have been great parents. Not exactly always there for us, but you gave Kai and I a good and happy life, and I guess that is sufficient.

Although I would have preffered a happier, more complete family. I guess I shouldn't be too greedy eh?

Love
Fiona