brace yourselves. :O
Hello there. You've landed on
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
fucked up life
*ALERT. HIGHLY OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE. READ AT OWN RISKFUCK.
and i mean seriously, F.U.C.K
everything is going
topsy turvy. i
dont know who to turn to and i don't know who to trust no more.
Everywhere feels like a battle field now. any moment of misjudgement may just send you straight to Hell's gate, with no hope of returning.
NBCBBFCMNi don't even know why have i landed myself into this whole pile of shit. I don't even know what is the reason you all issued me the death certificate. I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW I DIED.
WTFMy mind is a forest full of cobwebs now. Fuck all these issues. i just need an auto focus in life.
indeed life gets more spastic with every year you go. Everywhere you turn you see
mannequin faces smiling back at you.
All the same with hidden motives and internal thoughts.
"Oh my god, you so sweet." YEAH RIGHT.
THIS is what you all are really thinking, "
tsk, what a spastic girl. so fake. want attention only"
DENY MUCH?
damn am i getting so freaking
tired of facing all these. Never have i been able to be at peace since the miserable young age of 14.
4 YEARS ONLY. 4 YEARS and i got myself into so much fucking shit.
HOW ABLE THE OTHER DON'T KNOW HOW MANY YEARS OF MY LIFE!?
great, i really think i have an effing low percentage for my
EQ.
so much for overcoming secondary school days and all that shit.
i am back to my original point of with "retard" as my middle name.