2 x (me) = you
ok that's fucking lame.

i don't know why i'm attracted to you,
despite your utter lack of
..you, know.

but still.
i'd give anything to be with you,

in order to commemorate my failure at napfa today, i shall vow not to smile nor laugh tomorrow at school.

fuck you aihnuuy.
you think you're so smart,
posting some hate comments in my cbox. i know you did it . you're the only ass that reads my blog.
i am going to remember it for life. you just watch out.

to the other person. i know you hate me for posting doing what i did.
but you should realize that this has nothing to do with you and hence you should just mind your own business. you must be from my class. i know it.

i write what i like. if you hate me for it, it's your problem.
so what if i call a girl fugly? a fugly girl can't get a husband. a fugly guy can.
i know i ain't much of a looker myself, but thats not the point.


fucking bitches.

first things first.
names don't appear correct. intentionally.

aachhorrrsttt

to escape from the prying eyes.
i write here.
till the day someone finds out.

April 2007
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