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another stitched up bullet wound.

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Sunday, March 04, 2007
/ 4.3.07
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things aren't going well for mi this week. parents/brother of mine getting on my nerves.
i was gonna use the computer yesterday but my brother was delay delay delay. den my father extra, go off the comp. and there i was, arguing with him. and den that stupid mother of mine, sooo dam extra say lotsa irrelevant things. wad da fuck u're not in the prob so would u mind if u STFU?. i hopeu can cause u're some1 who talks without thinking. u always curse ppl butin the end wad u do after they are gone?? cry like a baby. curse me and my brother. hopeless, useless better go die more better. oh so u wan us to die huh. u cursed my grandmother all this thing. after she passed away wad were u doing. regretting. crying like a fucking baby at the funeral. wad da fuck. let mi tell u this, u can never ever take back ur words. father took my dam phone. he said that my bill was dam ex. bill haven come den u wanna say all this and i said i was gonna pay for the things i used. and u dun believe why can't u practice some trust huh. well u dun trust mi, how i trust u. soooooo u can never expect mi to trust u. thats why i'm afraid of u holding my money cause i know i won't get it back. and if u are gonna chase me out of the house, i will definetly get out of the house and i won't have to see ur fucking faces again. FREEDOM!


*well all i can say now, life is a bitch after all.*
*now i believe, all bad things come together*
*one combo after another*