argh i need to bitch and scold again.
WHY THE HELL WOULD ANYONE REQUEST SOMETHING TO BE DONE, AND GO ON TO FRICKING NOT EVEN USE MORE THAT 20% OF IT! OUT OF 17 FUCKING PAGES, ALL YOU COULD USE WAS A GENERAL DESCRIPTION OF THE TRIP?! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! I PUT IN EFFORT DOING THAT. MAYBE YOU THINK YOU'RE BEING FUCKING FUNNY?! BITCH. WHY WOULD YOU DO WHAT. THAT'S LIKE FUCKING MAKING FUCKING LEONARDO DA VINCI PAINTING THE DAMN MONA LISA AND THEN FUCKING JUST BEING ACKNOWLEDGED FOR ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO IT THEN? HOW FUCKING SENSELESS AND INSENSITIVE CAN YOU BE??!!
I PUT IN FUCKING LATE NIGHTS INTO THAT. FOR OVER A WEEK! CHEEBYE.
AND YOU DON'T SAY SORRY! SORRY DOESN'T HELP ANYTHING. I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU ACCEPT A SORRY WHEN I DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT. DUMBASS. TRAILER TRASH! YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE A FOOL. LIKE A STUDENT THAT STUDIES 24 CHAPTERS FOR A TEST THAT ONLY COVERS 2 MOTHERFUCKING CHAPTERS!
NOW, ON TO THE MAIN COURSE. GOD DAMN IT. EXAMS ARE COMING UP. THERE ARE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MANY THINGS ON MY MIND. LIKE HOW IDIOTIC I AM.
LIKE WHAT A COMPLETELY FUCKING LOSER I AM FOR TAKING A BREAK FROM THE SEMINARY! OUTSIDE WORLD? I KNEW I COULDN'T MAKE IT. I DON'T LIKE THE OUTSIDE WORLD. I HATE IT. I THINK THE ONLY 5 THINGS I LIKE ARE CLUBBING, PUBBING, LATE NIGHTS, SMOKING AND SPENDING MONEY A LIL EXTRA. OTHER THAN THAT I FUCKING DON'T LIKE THE OUTSIDE WORLD. THERE'S NOTHING. I PREFER THAT SHELTERED LIFE.
HELL THERE'S NO NEED FOR LOVE. LOVE AND UNICORNS. THEY FUCKING EXIST IN MY DREAMS, AND MY DREAMS ALONE. AND YES! I DREAM OF UNICORNS, BECAUSE THEY'RE EASIER TO TALK TO THAT SOME FUCKING BITCHES.
MY SINCERE APOLOGIES FOR THIS. TO PEOPLE WHO READ, DON'T BOTHER ASKING ME THROUGH THE TAGBOARD, MAYBE FACE TO FACE OR THRU A PHONE CALL. SIMPLE AS THAT, I KNOW IT'S A WEIRD ASS POST, BUT I THINK BLOGGER'S A BETTER FRIEND THAN SOME. =)
and the past sometimes just doesn't go away. i guess sometimes a tear or two won't hurt. but sometimes a tear or 2 just goes on. for an hour or two. i am really sorry.=)
something's gotta be wrong when i start typing "suicide" and "self mutilation" in Google. not that i am, but you know, you're just so damn stressed up, and you don't have someone to tell. i do, but how irritating is it to call someone and bitch? VERY!
WHY THE HELL WOULD ANYONE REQUEST SOMETHING TO BE DONE, AND GO ON TO FRICKING NOT EVEN USE MORE THAT 20% OF IT! OUT OF 17 FUCKING PAGES, ALL YOU COULD USE WAS A GENERAL DESCRIPTION OF THE TRIP?! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! I PUT IN EFFORT DOING THAT. MAYBE YOU THINK YOU'RE BEING FUCKING FUNNY?! BITCH. WHY WOULD YOU DO WHAT. THAT'S LIKE FUCKING MAKING FUCKING LEONARDO DA VINCI PAINTING THE DAMN MONA LISA AND THEN FUCKING JUST BEING ACKNOWLEDGED FOR ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO IT THEN? HOW FUCKING SENSELESS AND INSENSITIVE CAN YOU BE??!!
I PUT IN FUCKING LATE NIGHTS INTO THAT. FOR OVER A WEEK! CHEEBYE.
AND YOU DON'T SAY SORRY! SORRY DOESN'T HELP ANYTHING. I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU ACCEPT A SORRY WHEN I DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT. DUMBASS. TRAILER TRASH! YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE A FOOL. LIKE A STUDENT THAT STUDIES 24 CHAPTERS FOR A TEST THAT ONLY COVERS 2 MOTHERFUCKING CHAPTERS!
NOW, ON TO THE MAIN COURSE. GOD DAMN IT. EXAMS ARE COMING UP. THERE ARE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MANY THINGS ON MY MIND. LIKE HOW IDIOTIC I AM.
LIKE WHAT A COMPLETELY FUCKING LOSER I AM FOR TAKING A BREAK FROM THE SEMINARY! OUTSIDE WORLD? I KNEW I COULDN'T MAKE IT. I DON'T LIKE THE OUTSIDE WORLD. I HATE IT. I THINK THE ONLY 5 THINGS I LIKE ARE CLUBBING, PUBBING, LATE NIGHTS, SMOKING AND SPENDING MONEY A LIL EXTRA. OTHER THAN THAT I FUCKING DON'T LIKE THE OUTSIDE WORLD. THERE'S NOTHING. I PREFER THAT SHELTERED LIFE.
HELL THERE'S NO NEED FOR LOVE. LOVE AND UNICORNS. THEY FUCKING EXIST IN MY DREAMS, AND MY DREAMS ALONE. AND YES! I DREAM OF UNICORNS, BECAUSE THEY'RE EASIER TO TALK TO THAT SOME FUCKING BITCHES.
MY SINCERE APOLOGIES FOR THIS. TO PEOPLE WHO READ, DON'T BOTHER ASKING ME THROUGH THE TAGBOARD, MAYBE FACE TO FACE OR THRU A PHONE CALL. SIMPLE AS THAT, I KNOW IT'S A WEIRD ASS POST, BUT I THINK BLOGGER'S A BETTER FRIEND THAN SOME. =)
and the past sometimes just doesn't go away. i guess sometimes a tear or two won't hurt. but sometimes a tear or 2 just goes on. for an hour or two. i am really sorry.=)
something's gotta be wrong when i start typing "suicide" and "self mutilation" in Google. not that i am, but you know, you're just so damn stressed up, and you don't have someone to tell. i do, but how irritating is it to call someone and bitch? VERY!
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