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Thursday, August 18, 2005

k....
today is a bummer...
today is hate boyfrend dae
i hate my boyfren fe rbeing stupid
i hate my bf fer being deaf
i hate my bf fer being a dumb idiot
i hate him fer hafyn d lowest eq ever
i hate him fer nt wakin up to d werld
i hate him fer being egoistic
i hate him fer tynbkyn he lives in his own werld...
i hate few pepele onhis list
i hate d gerls helike
i hate d shitheads he used to be wif
ihate d elder teacehr whom i repsected cand made my bf into sum phaedophiel shit..
i hate dis bitch who fucked him at k.l...(yu noe who yua re and yu mae be readin dis...!)
i hate d compressed ballon gerl fer being sum idiotic shithead...
i hate my bf fer tynkyn its all botu himself..
i hate him fe rnot using his brain..
i hate him fer takin me fer granted
i hate him fe rbeing plain ultimately strup[id......
im drown in my tears fer d whoel nite....
i didnt go skool
i didnt go werk
sumhw....rickys werds hangyns elf were a pleasure..bt hey i dun do dat stupid
i do other tyngs....
cigies is finshed...
i hate it...
i feel liek burnin my asgnmnt
and mb d money...i feel like burnin evrytyng
iu feel liek breakin my hands..
i feel like killin the pepel i haf a problem wif nw...
peeple like my ex bf fer..history
peple like dat short wannabes copycat idiot at ewerk
pepel liek sum mangers who tynks all dat
peple like sum at skool who had afecs like shithead
pepel liek 1st yers who dress to thril and kill..bt in d end...dey look ultimately ugly....
peple lik sum frens inc lass wif stupdi minds...
and if yu gusy get kille danfd fuckup by me..blame it on my bf...
blame it on him...
and if yu see him..
tell him im nt here......
im nt here fe rhim nomore....nt animore.....


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