Monday, April 11, 2005
Wad can i say? dissatisfied by some ppl. one person the most. bordering on pissed now. hmm.wad can i do? haha. fun fun fun. blow up the whole shit and mess up a few friendships thats for sure. cool. rock the foundations of class politics thingy. haha.but i wont. not so evil. though i'm tempted to do it. blow up in front of that person. confess wad i feel. wad i tink the prob is and all.tell Secretperson i'm pissed at him/her.tell that person every damn reason why.haha. so damn fun.mess up our friendship or wads left of it. hahaanti social socialites rawk.thats exactly wad i was supposed to be. a juicy coconut full of secrets protected by an inpenetratable shell of reinforced titanium and steel alloy. guarded by a 12 foot tall tetesterone fueled bodyguard. hahaso far no one has penetrated the shell so i guess i'm still safe.all secrets locked away in some high security vault.haha. anyways heres a msg to that person though he/she dunno who he/she is.i'm falling apart so dun mess with me.else i'll tear u apart as i fall to pieces.thinking dark dark thoughts. they dun affect me in school but they surface when i see wad Secretperson says.so here's a clue. the person says things that i can see. meaning almost everyone on earth can be that person. though theres only one. haha. thank god else i'll have to kill myself for making the mistake of choosing that person in the first place. damn.it all boils down to me. lols. shld so not have chosen Secretperson. hah!stupid lil me. damn. i guess i shld be thankful for the vault. where i can dump all my thoughts in. haha.mayb when i fall apart it'll all come out. and thats when i'll lash out at everyone who has ever ever caused me grief. hah.wonder when that person will realise that he/she has been the thorn in my flesh all this while. wonder when i'll break under his/her pressure and tear everything apart too.hah. at least theres gd old rob. memories tt i'll treasure. more than those that i shared with Secretperson. much more.haha. that abandoned bag of yellow apples in chocolate sauce.that dumb lil photo we took.i'll take it to the grave. together with all those other memories. good memories.well. wad can i say. hah.i long for the day when i'll burst under the burden i'm hauling.and yet. some part of me. a lil part. actually hopes for reconcillation.Lucky me. Its only a Small Part thats good.later then my un-adoring non fans.So much for encourages and positivity.it got me nowhere.
Sherilyndel Revolted at Monday, April 11, 2005 |
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