gone were those days..

father reached home.

but my mother is sleeping alr. too tired i guess.

so i just took out the cake and said happy birthday and let father do the first cut.

then we ate. and went back to our own stuff.

in the past, whenever there's a birthday, usually mum and i would be the more enthusiastic ones. putting on nicer clothes and pose for pics. we use to force dad to dress too to take a photo with us bcos usually he would be too lazy to put on his shirt.

i miss those days.

this family isnt a family.

and i feel like a kid trying to play happy fmaily just now.

why do things have to change so quickly?

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