Big 21 or not, it doesn't matter anymore.
i only hope for mum to get well.
the doctor told my dad that my mum's cancer is in the final stage and we have to be mentally prepared. the time she has left could be as short as a month or as long as a year.
what the fuck
how could the doctor say this to him. it made him cry.
i hate them. i don't trust the doctors.
they actually don't really know the problem, they aren't even sure! and they advise my mum to go through some radiation treatment which is really harmful to our bodies.
doctors doesn't care about their patients. they have brains but they are heartless.
don't worry, we will get through this our way, the new hope i was talking about, i believe it will help her.
i have faith in mummy, she's stronger than she seems.
today i hugged her for a moment, and it felt so good.
love you mummy
[on a side note: HappyBirthday Handsome! (: love your sexy deep voice ♪ T.O.P!]
she will be fine, i will not cry, she will not die.