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Wednesday, March 09, 2005

I ain't in the best of moods now. I had a pretty fucked up day today. And to top it off now, before I go to sleep, I'm getting pissed again. Let's just call this 2 people Fucktard A and Fucktard B.

Now, let's get the ball rolling with Fucktard A first. WHAT'S YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM? Quotes- "Can you tell Serene not to be so... *Fucktard A's hand gesture*" I don't really care if you hate me or not. Seriously, you can just go and die, together with that oh-so-perfect significant other half of yours. Be careful he doesn't get you pregnant and dump you. Oops, I forgot you don't even know what's sex. I can't believe you asked that stupid question. You are truly the epitome of a Fucktard. And by the way, do not say I ill-treated you, cos I didn't, even when you did the most retarded thing. Fucktard A, go back to your kampung and grow barley okay.

Hello Fucktard B, to think I misjudged you. It must be one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made. For the insensitive comments you made, I hope it bounces off a million times worse on you. And do not give me your artsy-fartsy crap. I can't take it. Because I do not live in your world. Look, I think I've been really nice to you and I think I've tolerated all your fucking nonsense, but to think you still won't let it go. Seriously, if there's something wrong, it has something to do with that clump of oddball brains of yours. Fucktard B, go and bathe with the elephants in the river okay.

Disclaimer: Stop speculating who it is. If you think it's you, it's you. no denying that. For what you did to us, I hope you get it much worse.

Die fucktards die.
Die fucktards die.

I just needed to do this.

kan-ni-na-bei-chao-chee-bye.


BimboQueen
3/09/2005 12:22:00 am

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Serene Loo; Femme; 19 September 1987; Nineteen going on Twenty; Mass Communication Graduate; Account Management Executive; Nightlife; Retail therapy & more retail therapy; Very trigger happy; hayzelle@hotmail.com