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Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
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Wednesday, April 26, 2006, 10:33 PM
and they said, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. and yes, im so mad that i feel like smashing the blardy vase against the wall (not that there's any left since im always breaking them ACCIDENTALLY) . and it wud haf made me a whole lot better if it had been somebady's head. 'cept that i aint as sadistic as it may appear. but yeahs, nurses SAVE lives, not DESTROY. and i just thought that you might wanna noe, ur anger has nothing to do with me. i wud haf gladly lend a listening ear, maybe pop a few words or summat. but no, u just had to give me the attitude huhs? hmms. ain forgives, but she NEVER forgets. friends dont come looking for you only when they've got a favour to ask of you. and they certainly dun come around stepping all over you, only to ask "You dont mind ryte?" hell, thats like rubbing salt onto the wound, dammit! friends stand by you no matter how tough the going, they dun make you feel like shit. but then again, do you even regard me as a FREN? bleaaahhhhs. i aint got much to say. but i just hatta find a reason to blog. since im like feeling so pist. but yeah, whudever. this is meant to be a meaningless post. to some, at least. hmms. maybe ill crank it up wid ALesana's or summat. ciao~ YOU have got so much tongue in cheek. so full of yourself. im done with that. frankly speaking, i dun even care if any part of this entry hurt you. for this entry can never measure up to the pain u caused me, fren. i am NOT to be stepped on. |
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