你真的很过分。太过分了。

It's my damn precious pillow.
You dun take it without my permission and let 二舅 sleeps on it.
you cant let this man whom i had seen for less than ten times to sleep on it.
you cant let this man who divorced his wife at the age of 60 for a prostitute to sleep on my pillow.
i hate you, my pillow is god damn filthy now. i realli hate you!!
and when i asked why did u do it without my consent, you dun freaking hell tell me:
"那你要我怎样？叫二舅起来拿掉那个枕头啊？"
no apology. dun feel sorry. i hate you mum.
you never feel sorry for anything you did. never.
"你现在是怎样？那个枕头是我的。"
all i can do was cry when you said tat.
fuck. i sleep with it for more than 10 years. i hug it every nite.
so everything tat you bought with your money is yours?
i bet tat was bought by daddy's money, not yours.
and since i am not bought with your money,
going by ur theory,
i am not ur daughter.
i realli hate you so much now.
and u freaking hell know tat i wont wake uncle up to get back MY pillow.
you jus keep stepping on me.

he's so dirty.
he's making my favourite pillow dirty.
he is your brother. not my brother.

at this point of time, i realli miss daddy.
pa pi, where are you?