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Rittsu.
Just a silly girl, definitely not an art snob. Indonesian. Posting since May 2009.
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I’m not a blogger. Tumblr is more like an online scrapbook/twitter on steroids — at least to me.

This might be too personal, but I just need to get it out of my head.

Long story short, my mom found out that my dad married this one woman whore — which is illegal. I’m pretty fucking furious. My dad is verbally and physically abusive, and also a chronic cheater but he never crossed the line. I wish I had a metal knuckle so I can punch the bastard when he’s home. Trust me, I’m small but I can pack a punch. I begin to study the marriage law, just scraping whatever I can find online, really. If they ever get divorce, I want him to give full support for my mom and my brothers, no custody. I don’t want him to ever see my little brothers, they never like him anyway. Too bad real life isn’t Law & Order.

I feel helpless. I still have school to do before I make money and can support my family. I’m not sure what to do. I’m thankful I have the best boyfriend a girl could ever ask for though. Thank God he’s a gentleman too.

Oh well, Dexter mood strikes back. Brb, killing people.

Always credit. I didn’t do it at first, but I’ve learned to. The photos are not yours. Respect the photographers. It also proves that you actually browse for them. Don’t just rip off images from a few tumblrs and put them, claiming you got them from Flickr/google/weheartit. That’s pretty fucking bullshit. Those sites have links. Shame on you. End of rant. I accept criticism.