The Air, My Friend

空氣朋友from the papers…

The conversation of a caterpillar and a child, the column by Jimi Liao, translated…

It’s So Pitiful, for the Caterpillars

As Everybody Only Cares, about

The sort of a Beautiful Butterfly

She Becomes.

Kids are the ones who are pitiful

Everybody is, waiting on, how he will grow up

And turn into, a good-for-nothing.

Then, they’d all, laugh in his face, told him

We’d known it, all along, that you’ll become, a good for nothing………

Hahaha!

So, this, is how children ARE getting raised, in sarcasm and mockeries, because the FUCKING (don’t pardon me!!!) parents CAN’T RAISE their young right, not with the right kinds of love, instead of the kind of love, YOU, FUCKING parents thought is right, the same kind of so-called L-O-V-E that you all received, from your own god DAMN FUCKING (and your point being???) parents!!!

 

About taurusingemini

All I have to say, I've already said it, and, let's just say, that I'm someone who's ENDURED through a TON of losses in my life, and I still made it to the very top of MY game here, TADA!!!
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