Miserable

Do I have the rights to hate you?
Everything that I have comes from you and if such material provision binds me to all the rules imposed by you, what difference does that make from selling my soul to the devil?

Is there a God?
Perhaps there is.
A blind one.
With all the sufferings in this world, try telling those who suffer 'God's ways are higher than us - his plans are to prosper us, all done for our own good.
'Ultimate bullshit, no?

This is not the way I want to spend my Saturdays.
You both! Congratulations for being successful team mates: a bastard and a witchy bitch!

Dear 'mother [not by choice]' this is karma time for you.
Ever wondered why you have rebellious children?
I am doing the same to you like how you did it to your mother. You taught me that when I was young.

As for now, you pwned me because you gave me pricey education.
I'll will live long enough to remember that my parents are my source of misery - sadistic enough to witness my drowning in my own pool of tears.

If I ever leave the house, I will NEVER come back.
NEVER EVER!
I'll do or trade anything for peace and tranquility.
Till then, my source of comfort comes from the inanimates!