A recant on my last post.. anyhow somehow or another my life is marred with conflicts... both in my house and out. Lately its been more of a case of the invisible wall thats been erected in my home, and I'm really worried that things are going to deteriorate from here. Its always a case of a seemingly harmonious relationship between my parents that, with the presence of one small word, can shatter the whole wall of hope that I had. Its an icy comment (often attached as an end-thought) that just reveals how things are hardly better than when there's a full blown argument. And I just can't fathom the thought that my parents would live apart. Until now its been a patchwork quilt that's been sewed by the fact that I was still young, but next year when I'm off to university, I just can only pray that the lack of my presence might bring conflicts to an end, cause sometimes arguments arise from a discussion involving me. I can only pray...

Written on Sunday, June 13 at 8:08 PM