A moveout.

we always argue and talking bad bout each other.

for many years,we havent been good even thou one day.

we've been holding and tolerating but not in a sincere heart.

we do not want to see each other,either looking at you or looking at me.

my voices always irritates you,you dont want me to be here.Yes I am sure you are.

dont lie to yourself,you know how fucking much you hated me for years,

we are no longer going to be staying together.

After yesterday,I really couldnt tolerate or neither you tolerates me anymore.

I choose to live,live on my own,I will move,

to a place where I suppose to belong.

A place that will gives me peace and freedom

A place where I live that you wont see me in klang area

A place after I left you wont listen to the irritating sheepy birdy voices that when you hear you wanna shut me up.

A place that after left you could have more freedom and spacious for you to live,

A place that you wont see the fluffy sister that annoys you and eating up all the leftovers,

You could have your peace,your parents,your brother,your room,your daily living freedom and calm,nobody is going to argue with you anymore,

you wont be smelling the smell of mine that when it passes by you will spray the air purifier and bangs the door all around when you sees me.

You wont be yelling for stupid or idiot to your sister anymore.

I know I'm not important to you cause mom will be the one who replace washing all the dishes that you like to be on the table and throwing all the rubbish to outside.

I will be no longer here,I've made my decision,to move out,to make the house peace and also to stop the war that we've been holding so long..

Its too long,sorry for dragging the time and thanks for your tolerating.

I'm sure and very sure this is not a ridiculous decision Alan,you know how bad the situation it is now between me and eldest brother.

So this year its so gonna be independent?

I hope after moving,everything will be smooth sailing to you and everyone in the family.

Love,

Olivia