Tuesday, October 03, 2006
InwardConfloption
today's entirely fcuktard. thanks dorkshit for al da fusses made up. da first voice i heard today screeches lik some kinda ugly fuggs. dont speak to me da way you use it on her. im unlike dat girl who'll oblige to anythn you said. you fcukn egoistic thing. you claim dat your time's precious and yes, i reckon, i've bn wast'n my precious time askn a lil favour frm u. fcuk it, let dis die. yoooouuu fcccuuukknnnnn piece of thing !
you're screwed!
rushn thru a lousy project dat doesnt make a single sense to me. its totally nonsensical. i dono wad da fcuk was written in my brain and finger'd into da screen. everything jus doesnt seem right. im dread'n evrythn. fcukfcukfcuk. things aint gg da way it shld. i nd an answer, i nd a getaway; I nd some clens'n.
da doors shuttn me outt. out frm da rights n leavn' me wif da wrongs.
its lik under some suicidal temptation today, i need rescue;
from dese crapps.
im not as dumb as her, neither am i as stupid as her to let you haf evrythn goin' your way.
YOU'RE INSANE.
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FCUKTARD BYTCH.