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Monday, November 17, 2008 @ 10:22 PM
I'm alright...i'm ok. Yeah don't worry. I'm done, i'm done, i'm done with nonsense all around me. Too lazy to handle problems that will only continue to exist in this fucking life despite hoping for it to end. Oh what have i done to deserve such silly tale. The bonding that fades so quickly nowadays. The words of unwritten diary at heart. Lies, fucking bullshit trust fuck fuck fuck! Putting up mask before meeting up with one another. Hatred kept in pocket. Broken promises by some and temporary love to cover up loneliness. Misunderstanding situations which leads to an endless rain of astroids. Whatever you say, it just wont stop coming...never ever. Oh sometimes i just wish i'm those badass demonoid homos who wont give a damn fuck about life. Who wont even care about no fucking one!. Why would i have to care?? In the end all i get is nothing but only apologies and more of it and yet another and another... heart breaking chapter of a story. Oh yeah it's part of life yeah sure. Might as well name it hell instead of life. Oh well... be a fucking ass to assholes from now on. In the end you know what you gonna get. But what if they happen to change into a better person? oh trust me they're just saying it. They don't really think of your feelings but only what they feel. Are those what you call friends or maybe your love ones? Oh fuck hell no. They only cover up their back and let you perish in the meteor shower. Perish...PERISH! DIE! DIE! |
