Thursday, June 28, 2007 11:36 PM
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ARGHS!!!! im super damnmotherfuckinghellfuckedup! i hate it when i cant tink of wad to write. i hate it when my mind seems so blank, when in fact i hve tons of tings undone. i hate it when there's more to add on to my troubles n everyting jus irritates me.
i reali cant get pass hw u sounded. comment tad im over sensitive! but seriously, hw wuld u feel if u feels as if u r being hinted
"ok, so u dileberately left me out",
n the speaker jus covers it up wif a nice
"o, im jus joking. dun tke it too seriously".
n jus when u begin to tink tad everyting is fine, the speaker slams a
"but u noe wad? i tink u ought to feel bad for doing tad!"
dwn rite into ur face. it jus mkes matter worst when i hve lots of assignments undone n i m fretting over the wrk tad i hve yet to complete.
so wad? u try to sound nice rite aft the incident. n gif me the image tad wad the motherfuckinghell piece of shit u jus said was nth but a passing remark? im sry, but i took it seriously. cos i noe u mean it! u noe, it jus irks me when u start to blame me when u didnt even try to find out wad happen. sounding so sacarstic to me as if i deserved it. u come to me when u nid help, seeking for advices which u didnt even bother heeding. wad i say are merely sum holyshit tad mke u feel tad u r being cared. u xpect us to understand wad u r gg thru, but did u even try to put the idea tad 'YOU CULD WALK OUT OF IT IF U WAN TO' into ur mind?! NO! it didnt even cross ur mind. cos u enjoyed the attention given. showing attitudes lyk wad u used to do whenever u r nt satisfied wif sumting we did or said or wadeva the hell it was. i can stand it no longer.
i feel lyk im xploding inside. i reali wanna hide. to sumwhere nobody can find. i cant tke these ani longer. looking bck at the road i've walked, i found bits n pieces on the floor. it was until nw tad i realised tad im falling apart. incompleteness. im feeling lost n tired. where is the place tad i tot wuld b warm n cozy, waiting for my return? i no longer see the future. the route seems never-ending. but im tired of walking. no! i jus wanna stay here, n enjoy the scenery. i wan a slow walk along the beach. one where i feel free. nt tis kind of walk, where everyting is rush-y. i wan to feel the cooling sea-water soaking my feet, nt the waves tad r hitting hard on me.
sry, im nt perfect.
it's jus the emotions flooding inside me.
