Monday, April 30, 2007
PIIISSSSSEEED.you fucking little
frog.
don't you see? i hate you.
who are you to tell me what to do.
you don't know me.
neither do i even know you.
all i know is your name.
what makes you think we're close?
seriously.
stay out of my life.
i know what i'm doing.
and i know if it's right
or wrong.
STOP telling me what to fucking do.
you think you so pro?
why not go figure if it really is love between you two.
stop mkaing me hate you.
i hate you enough already.
stop coming up to me like as if we're the best of friends.
mind your own business.
let me mind my own.
thank you so much for your "care",
but i really don't need it.
you skanky bbiitch.
fuck out of my life.
go fuck your
toad.I FEEEEL LIKE WEARING A DREESS AND SUPER HIGH HEEELS. DAAAMN.
ONE DOWN; SEVEN MORE TO GO.
ps; i really regret it.
9:23 AM
