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Monday, June 26, 2006

i seriously need a punching bag. feel like punching his bloody mouth real hard so i can stop those dramatic shit from coming out of his mouth. punch until his mouth swollen, lie on the ground rolling and just die.
stop talking about how long it last; that date you love so much. yes i know 11o305 means a lot to you. yes i know 15 months means a lot to you. yes i know SHE means a lot to you. yes i know you can't live w/o her. yes i know she's your only hope to live. yes i know promises are meant to be kept. but didnt you heard of empty promises? and I HATE GUYS WHO SAY " it's my fault it's my fault! everything is my fault! " is like what the fcuk is wrong with your pea brains you bitch. YES, SHE IS YOUR EVERYTHING! can't you just be more sensible and stop all this crap! you are so bloody emotional that even as a girl, i think i can't beat you down. i don't know what's up on her mind and i dont know yours as well. maybe she wasnt too clear in expressing herself, so much so she wants you to leave her alone. but i doubt so. i dont know what's happening in your school because i can't see. but i just thought maybe you could respect her decision. it's so hard to talk sense into you because you aren't speaking sense to me. you want me to agree to what you say? i can tell you that is impossible. GO, do what you want!

oh please, just let me off. i need a break from all this shit.

10:02 PM


The NUMBER ONE FAN!