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Imperfection

I love kids. Moreover if I have my chance to have them on my own. I guess my life would be perfect by then. But now being a very complicated person with a complicated relationship, I am very down when I have to get socialize with those normal folks. You know normal people, went to uni met the love of their lives, graduated, got married, have comel kids, or even twins, maybe have some trials n tribulation with the marriage but at least they survive and still looks perfect.

I dun wanna be with them however fun it would be. Kids are getting bigger and say all the darnest thing. Why aren't you wearing a tudung auntie amy? Why aren't u not married still auntie amy? How old are you auntie amy? Arghh kids. U hate them when they turned 5. Seriously.

Just don't wannabe with them this weekend. I don't know how to tell mom about this. If I straight to her she will have this look like marriage sucks, u don't wanna get married! U will end up heartbroken.

And still, she loves to hang out with my other cousins and her cucu2.

Hmmm ma, please let your baby grow up. I'm a big girl now.


And u will never look at me that way.


-- ok I'm being very super emotional right now.

Love, Amylia


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