Wednesday, September 22, 2010

SIR ,Next time you point a finger ,I point you the the MIRROR .

My mood swingsssssss .These couple of days , I've been crawling a LOT . Its not like I can't stand on my own feet , - just seems to lost in a maze , riddle ,question .Enough is ENOUGH .speechless .I'm talking crap.I don't yearn four  your love . I don't need your love for charity .Don't spill your sympathy on me ,I had enough darl .It's so damn hard to kick this feelin' but I ain't gonna take any backward steps.I loathe your jeans , your smell , your vision , your words , your god given name , and most of all i hate me.

p/s: Don't ask me if I'm fine , when you know I'm not .

Fanatic haters - You know my name , not mY STORY GIRL .GROW UP .

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