Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Spinning: Face Down - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Time: 8.27am
Mood: rather fucked up...

okay, to mr asshole. by any chance, will you please open your fucking eyes wide enough to read the right things here.

look, THERE'S FUCKING NO WAY YOU CAN RECTIFY THIS BROKEN RELATIONSHIP. BUZZ OFF FROM MY ASS THIS VERY MINUTE. I'M IN NEED OF SLEEP. HELL KNOWS I ONLY WAKE UP AT 4PM. AND HERE YOU ARE BEGGING ME BACK EARLY IN THE MORNING. FUCK YOU.

and on a lighter note. i tolerated your verbally abused because you WERE MY BOYFRIEND BACK THEN. notice the past tensed? anyway, you're the first i witnessed to verbally abuse someone you're trying hard to get back with. good game dude. i wonder when are you gonna fulfill the physically abuse me part? since you like to threaten me, i dare you to lay a finger on me now. please attention to the DARE YOU.

thank you. i'll be back to update more about you.

that's it for now. i won't reply your sms. don't make me change my number. and please don't make me threaten you in every once in a while. that's makes me a sickening gangster like you do. after all, i'm much more civilized. don't push me off the cliff, i don't know what i'll do to retaliate.

ps: till now after a month of being together, you still aren't aware of the fact that i can't and don't take breakfast? goodness. how much of a failure can you be seriously.

peace. sleeping time. feeling groggy~

loved on 11:36 PM