Saturday, April 16, 2005



Man,I'm pissed.And tired.Which makes me even more pissed.Time for a SERIOUS rant session.

Syahiran,you one of the single most digusting little freaks I have been
unfortunate enough to come across.We DON'T like it when you spit all over our
tables.You disgusting little swine,you pervert.WHY do you do what you do?Hmm?
Desperate for attention?Not loved at home?I pity you.No,wait,I DON'T.Maybe all the nicotine in your brain is beginning to take effect and you're slowly dying out.
You'll probably DIE before the age of thirty.I'll be waiting for that way.

*spits out the venom and blood*

I won't say your name,but you know who you are.Oh boo hoo,
I have a rabbit-lined cloak.How sad,you threaten to kill me.
So you care about rabbits?Do you care about the hearts you break?About
the people you hurt?Hmm?Do you care?How other people feel?

You even thought anorexia was a good thing.B!+c#...

The room's looking funny....My head's light...My gut hurts...

I feel like screaming.My head's like an asylum.

I feel suspended between consiousness and comatose.

I'm sorry Kok and Elena for yelling at you.You didn't get me angry,life did.

Sleep is like a drug to me.Never enough,feel crappy if not enough of it,
Feel crappy with too much of it,bloodshot eyes,pain,twisted visions,

Sleep is a drug.I crave it so.

I'm depressed.

wished on a star at 7:52 PM