Monday, April 27, 2009
Hurt. Childish. Immature.
Can I just take a piquant knife and stab her and take an air rifle, aim at her head and shoot till her fucked up brains oozes out?I HATE YOU! urgh god damn it. I hate it when we always quarrel bout you. Cuz you won't stop bothering him. Go find another boy who's single and not dating lah! Scumbag. Pussy. Whatever. So what if I don't know you at all? Through my judgement, you're one hell of a thieve! I swear one day you slip, fall, twist your ankle and hand. So bad that you can't do anything to change that. Unless you opt to amputate them cuz you're too embarrassed to show it to the public. Sheesh. Sorry if I was being immature & filthy-mouth for a minute. Wasn't my fault. My anger is way up the limit now and I cant do anything to let it go. And that irritates me so much! I need a punching bag for my birthday which comes in around 3 more months. If you're kind enough, maybe you can get me an advance gift. I swear I'll love you alot. But not as much as him, sorry. Being angry just makes me feel sleepy. I hate today. )': I hate it so much. Today is the most fucked up day ever, EVER! I swear I'm suffering every minute of it. If only time would tick alot faster.Must I wait for another 365 days? I hate it how I can't hate you but love you more instead )':You're mean. You don't care. No you don't.
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