Got a new pair of glasses.

erm. nothing more to that.

To sum up how I feel right now.

Dear mother, I am really disappointed with you.

You've been smoking behind our backs for quite some time and we did not say anything cause we respect you, and yet you're now drinking alcohol drinks outside.

Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you.

YOU'RE A MOTHER.

Should I even call you mom right now?

I know you're going through a lot, but doing what the hell you're doing right now doesn't help.

It's making things worst.

I don't wanna see you die because of lung cancer or car accident.

Seriously, I don't, but under the current situation I highly doubt that.

You were a really good mother, but now, not anymore.

'NFTB'