Oh, i so the detest the world im twirling in now. Because it has fucking reasons to rip me apart.
i made a fucking wrong decision today, to trim my corked up bangs you'd call it. And im fucking pissed now because it looked like shit. Major eyesore now. And it will take ages to grow a pathetic 1cm. I'll run to the mirror every 5 mins and hated myself more. Now, admit that im fucking emo. Im so emo now. Awfully emo to the extreme extent that you'll hate me like a screwed up no life bitch. Just like the biscuits in the old metal tin. No one will take a second look on it. Or, the papers/letters/notes which had already turned yellow and a very old photograph of you and your lover in a old rusty metal box. The memories were kept inside, You can't even breathe when you opened it. Big fat tears came tickling down your dirty cheeks. Alright low percentage of random can still perk my day a little hotter. ( slow version of Umbrella by Justin Timberlake is fucking coolxxzzzzz) So much as you can guessed, im not in a very friendly mood now. There is fuck in almost every sentence ive typed. IM SO UTTERLY SORRY READERS BUT I JUST CAN'T HELP IT. And i can't agree more that its the best vocab ever or rather best vulgarities yadayada. Ahhhh alright branda fight that stupid emo thing. Fight that off.