I’m suck with your innocence. I’m suck with your honesty. I’m suck with your life as a good person. I’m suck with everyone that never tried to enjoy times as a rebel. I’m suck with their strict rules—it’s not your business of what I doing, rite? Even if you’re the king of the world, you can’t insist me to be a good girl. Only God that can insist me to do something. So, if you’re trying to insist me, give up soon, you wouldn’t success, dear.
Yeah, yeah, I’m just a little rebel that likes to sneak out anywhere and doing anything I want, you’re right, dear.
And your life is just straight, working hard but not playing hard, and very-very plain; I swear that it sucks, dear. When you were a teenager, don’t you ever think to do something rebellious? I know that, dear. Even in the heart of a really good person, there’s a desire to do that ‘something’. Ever skipped school because you’re playing something? Ever gone away without permission? I swear you ever, dear.
Hmmm …in the future, you will be a rebel, I know. Teenage is full of rebellion and let me do that. You will do that too in the future… Will you ever skip school because you’re playing something? Will you go away without permission? I swear you will, dear.
So—I hate you because you are so strict.
I hate you because you are innocent.
Then?
I hate you!
N.B:
you dan you orangnya beda.
you berarti gue ngomongin keduanya.
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