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Friday, May 9, 2008

the beat moved and grooved; feel the beat .// [x 9:35 PM x]

im so fucking pissed with that bitch.

for you, i canceled my plans on a fri night.
cg, friends and all.
and you just chuck me aside. just like that.
you didn't even feel an inch of guilt for making me wait almost the whole evening, and just to hear you say, forget it, i dont need your help.
to nerve it all, you accused me of not wanting to help you willingly.
fuck hell. just when i was feeling so guilty for neglecting you and want to make up to you
and you can be so unreasonable to accuse me of all that fuck shit.

what about sorry? heard of that? i bet it doesn't even exist in your dictionary right, bitch?
you are just a self centred, manipulative, conniving slut.
you think you so right and all. im always have to be the one who does all the apologising.
and it's all because i cared. something that you'll never do.

it's time you stop taking everything for granted, and stop living the fucking stuck up life of having everything you want at the wave of the back of your hand.
you think you are so great, bite me.
you are so high on your high horse that everyone has to kiss that damn ground you walked upon.
and all that self consciousness. enough is enough. all that are bullshit.

fine, if you want to stew in your venom and vile soup, by all means go ahead. and i hope u drown in it.

i mean seriously. picking a damm argument every time we each other.
and when i trying to keep my temper in check, you just have to keep pushing and pushing till the monster in me bites back.
it's getting tiring. im not ur fucking servant bitch.

goodness. i really detest you.