Home is hell.

If given a choice, I wouldn't want to go home. Home is where my heart break into pieces. Where there's heat in every corner of the house. I don't know who to hate now but for all I know, I'm purely disgusted.

I wish I'm heartless enough to be selfish to this thing call 'family'. I have my little sister to think of. If I'm the only child, things would be a lot easier on my part.
Pack up and leave.

Last request. I like seeing people get reunited.