Wednesday, April 13, 2005
heh.
something to sneer at today.
to my dearest SPs:
nice try.
haha. sorry but i'm very unforgiving. hah.
i dun care wad you say.
i've learnt frm quite a few painful experiences that you cant be trusted.
words the some out frm ur mouth do not pass through what meagre remains of your brain there is.
you dont keep your words,
thats for sure my least favourite SP at the moment.
oh yeah. and i have to ask who gave you such a wonderful sense of humor?
your humourous quotes leave me astounded.
i had no idea what there was in your statement that was even remotely funny.
its waaaaay out of my league. i cant process what you said.
thus i find it intrigueing why u can stand there and smile, waiting for me to join you. oh sure i can join you. but dont you find the letters " F A K E " printed all over?
over your exaggerated actions and statements. hah. come to think about it, you were so entertaining. Thanks to you i managed to stay awake during many lessons thinking of what to type in the blog. thanks dear SP.
oh btw.
lets not limit SPs to our class. cos i dun really know which SP i'm talking about sometimes. i mix them around. one moment i'm talking about A, the next moment, B and so on.
Clues as to who can be a suspected SP?
i thought i gave you one?
1. i can see what he/she types. meaning almost everyone in the world.
2. the SP is still alive though i wish i had the telekinetic power to smother every breath he/she tries to take.
3. the SP is someone i know.
4. theres more than 1 SP.
haha. i think that's enough now. off to contemplate more about a better future without SPs.
one more thing. someone said that violence will engulf me.
not really true i think. i'm a peaceful person.
unless you hit me first. in which case i'll strike back with 10 times the strength you used. especially now when i'm experiencing serious turbulence. hahai think i've forgiven SP A and i'm on the verge of forgiving SP B. but C... my dear C. here's something for you.I used to think i could trust you. not in the sense that we were best of friends.i never showed that trust. it was just a feeling that you would come in my hour of need.but you took me for granted. you made use of me.and when i had served my purpose, you left me behind and strided off.Hurt was what i felt. but what i know now is this.never will i help you ever again.you are filled with lies.lies that have forever marred your soul in my eyes. you are the pariah of society.and now that hurt has cleared my vision i see you for what you were all these while.a would be victim masquerading as a victimiser behind an endless facade of friendliness.a mouth full of flowery lies used to poison and snare your next victim.barbed lies that you reeled in in your hour of need.and the knowledge that those you hooked would be doomed to fall before you and form a stairway made of fallen innocents leading to the stars.on our backs you march. a path full of deceit.leaving behind you a wake of hurt anger and hate jusy waiting to surge past you from behind and wash you off your feet.i am that wave of hate. i will be the one who finds your achilles heel.i will fall the unfallable.the one who is skilled in snaring victims with your barbed lies.you shall fall from your comfortable seat high in the sky.already your seat is stained. with the sweat tears and blood of those who formed the stairs for you.i shall bring you back to earth.tear that facade off you and show the world who you are.show them your lies. make you take your rightful position as a potential victim.for some other tyrant like you.someone who will snare you on his trident and snatch your soul away forever.i will be glad for you.your soul belongs with him. the world will be a better place without you.no one to put you down.no one to make use of you.no one to hurt you ever again.watch out from this very moment.i shall be waiting.waiting to catch a glimpse of that weak link in your armor.waiting to throw you to the hounds.waiting to see you get ripped apart.
Sherilyndel Revolted at Wednesday, April 13, 2005 |
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