Saturday, May 20, 2006
Oh so now I totally scare you. Screw you, bitch. I HATE your GUTS. A simple SORRY does the trick, if you'd suck up your fucking ego and apologise. THANK YOU for making me losing faith in something I THOUGHT I had, idiot me, fucking idiot me actually THOUGHT there WAS something. HONESTLY, NOW. I cannot stand you. And your lies. Oh "till beyond university"? Hell yeah, I'll know you till then; I'll know you for the bitch who hurt me so bad when I was 16, the bitch who taught me to see the world for what it is. Someone come over and take me away from the 2 of you, please and quick, and fix me up. You, idiot, FORGET about next Sunday, not gonna happen; go get your fucking birthday present of HER and let that be the last thing I ever see of you. I've got OTHER people to go spend time with, since YOU don't honestly give a SHIT either. And get this- I'm GLAD we're not on the same flight; go do your scheming bitching together, I DON'T CARE. I'm GLAD I don't have to spend another night in a hotel with you, so I don't have to look at your stupid face and be hurt by the way you'll end up treating me, spend 26 hours wishing that you'll do something nice, for ME for a fucking change- because guess what, you don't matter anymore. Get OUT of my life, now, quick, I should have never given you that spot in the first place. Look I didn't even use the words LOVE YOU once, in this whole blodyd entry. I don't see a need to, it would be lying if I did. Happy now, bitches? Now, bugger off and go bother someone else.
I flew @ 9:41 PM
Oh so now I totally scare you. Screw you, bitch. I HATE your GUTS. A simple SORRY does the trick, if you'd suck up your fucking ego and apologise. THANK YOU for making me losing faith in something I THOUGHT I had, idiot me, fucking idiot me actually THOUGHT there WAS something. HONESTLY, NOW. I cannot stand you. And your lies. Oh "till beyond university"? Hell yeah, I'll know you till then; I'll know you for the bitch who hurt me so bad when I was 16, the bitch who taught me to see the world for what it is. Someone come over and take me away from the 2 of you, please and quick, and fix me up. You, idiot, FORGET about next Sunday, not gonna happen; go get your fucking birthday present of HER and let that be the last thing I ever see of you. I've got OTHER people to go spend time with, since YOU don't honestly give a SHIT either. And get this- I'm GLAD we're not on the same flight; go do your scheming bitching together, I DON'T CARE. I'm GLAD I don't have to spend another night in a hotel with you, so I don't have to look at your stupid face and be hurt by the way you'll end up treating me, spend 26 hours wishing that you'll do something nice, for ME for a fucking change- because guess what, you don't matter anymore. Get OUT of my life, now, quick, I should have never given you that spot in the first place. Look I didn't even use the words LOVE YOU once, in this whole blodyd entry. I don't see a need to, it would be lying if I did. Happy now, bitches? Now, bugger off and go bother someone else.
I flew @ 9:41 PM
