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Gone.
The Mistress.



Gone.

Blah ~


alternative exits.


♥ Music


Friday, May 1, 2009

After so many things have happened recently.
I have really seen enough of people around me.
I'm tired of the shit that I'm always landing in,
just hoping for a simple life to move on.
Cant you people just let me off and give me a peaceful life?
By questioning me it can already tell how you all felt towards me.
It's all because of one jerk that use me to vent his anger and to provoke another friend of mine.
By tarnishing my reputation.
Thinking that by saying sorry can solve everything and make the situation better.
Thinking that by saying one sorry I'll forgive him.
To hell you go.
Now i can really see what kind of jerk you are,
using/hurting a person just to reach your smelly goal.
You call this you love me?
Shameless.
I hate jerks like you.
You been punk =)


♥ 1:40 PM