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i seriously can't take anymore sluttish behaviour from monsters and trolls. just because u wear makeup 10 inches thick doen't mean u can act all sluttish, bitchy and sticky like a leech. i refused to call u a bimbo cos u are NOT pretty AT ALL, although you ARE very stupid and dumb. even if u wanna act smart, do something original like recite a shakespeare quote or something. not borrow a book that obviously you wouldn't read just to make u look smarter or pose lewd and crude photos eveywhere. how gross. and seriously, i am NOT interested in ur boyfriend AT ALL. totally not my type at all. so don't act oh so protective infront of me. it only makes me wanna vomit and laugh at the same time. imagine that happened to me. haha.
tsk. these people, just cannot leave me in peace. not that i like and wanna interfere. i couldn't be more bothered. i don't have time to entertain such sluttish behaviour. but it just happened to be infront of me and i couldn't avoid it. haiz... wish i had the power to kill sluts and bitches.
okie i shall end this post with a poem i found in a kids book of quotes when i went to the library the week before i got sick. its sad, but with a tinge of cuteness in it. i guess the poet tried to make it sound happy, without really affecting the real purpose of the poem,which is to express his/her sadness. enjoy.
I loved my friend.
She went away from me.
There's nothing more to say.
The poem ends,
soft as it began-
I loved my friend.
t.t.f.n.
tsk. these people, just cannot leave me in peace. not that i like and wanna interfere. i couldn't be more bothered. i don't have time to entertain such sluttish behaviour. but it just happened to be infront of me and i couldn't avoid it. haiz... wish i had the power to kill sluts and bitches.
okie i shall end this post with a poem i found in a kids book of quotes when i went to the library the week before i got sick. its sad, but with a tinge of cuteness in it. i guess the poet tried to make it sound happy, without really affecting the real purpose of the poem,which is to express his/her sadness. enjoy.
I loved my friend.
She went away from me.
There's nothing more to say.
The poem ends,
soft as it began-
I loved my friend.
t.t.f.n.
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