Tuesday, May 12

agnes the bitch.


i heard it happening the second time.
though i didn't see it for myself this time round, i am as pissed as ever.
stop behaving as if you're some big superstar in the school.
you joined a superstar competition, not became a superstar.
what the fuck.
even if you hate the person, it doesn't give you the right to stare at people as if they owe you a life.
if you need a tight slap to make you wake up, just say so.
you don't have to hint people by staring at them.
but we wouldn't want our hands to rot either.

seriously, i don't understand why people go to school dressing like they're going to school for some event or what, or mediacorp's there blahblahblah.
not saying anybody else, and im pointing at only her.
if someone comes to me and ask me, who's the person that disgust you most?
ah, easy, it's that girl who's from my secondary school, same class as me for two years.
BOOHOOO.

people who know who's in same class as me.
yes. she's worse than him.
he act & act & act, but much more human-ic than you.

to her, she don't understand what true friendship is at all.
neither do i. but i clearly know that friends don't come and go out of my life.
you, mother fucker, fuck off.

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