the sound of your serenade from the open window.
Saturday, September 10, 2005
I SO HATE HER ! ! ! arghh . she just keeps trying to control my life . . casting me away when she doesnt need me and sucking me up when she does . who does she think she is man . ARHH ! she asks me to come . . then leaves me out . I HAVE HAD ENOUGH ! ! im not this dog that you can order around . nor am i this used toilet paper that you want to throw . well i feel like throwing HER ! arghh . so damn pissed off lar ! grr . actually im practically pissed off with everyone . so like stay away from me . cos im in this foul foul mood . and its so totally got look awful if you dun heed my advice . i cant get it why im always the one being used by other people . and i dont even get a thanks . nope all i get is friggin crap back . it so sucks to be used and later on dumped into the bin . do i have like a "throw me in the bin please recycle" sign on my forehead . i dont think so . but apparently everyone seems to be seeing the sign . and they sure do recycle . . passing me on to another person to use . you could almost be proud of them for being able to recycle . well almost . arghh . ok so im crapping here . but i needa vent it on something dont i . AHH ! MY LIFE TOTALLY SUCKS ! sighh . sighh . sighh . this is so sadening huh . ok lar . stop my sad story and mad ravings here . cya . if i live to tell my next sad tell .
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