I've got things to say to you. Yeah, YOU. Not sure if you'll ever get around to reading this, but knowing the fact that NONE-OF-YOU ever voices anything or leaves any inkling of a mouseprint, I think its pretty safe to assume that by the time this ever gets to your eye, you won't even know wtf I'm crapping about. Which is why this is crap.
A whole load of bull, if you may. Besides, with all the lengths I've taken to keep this as cryptic as possible, it ought not to strike you as something meaningful towards you.
Wait. I hardly take lengths to codify anything.
But anyway, I've got a whole load of things to say. So bear with me, will you?
I don't give a damn. Honest.
As far as I'm concern, you probably don't exist, despite proof of sites.
You don't give a damn about your friend either, I'm deducing that and I'm assuming. Correct.
Assumption is the mother of all f***-ups.
I'm bearing that maternal role, by the way, and I'm not taking that back.
I'm beginning to detest YOUR existence.
No one needs to ask why.
I don't like you, nor you, nor you, nor you and you and you and you…….. So?
I didn't use to not liking anyone, but somehow, things have happened, and so. Blame me.
I'm blaming me myself.
Aku benci sangat pada keadaanku sekarang.
I used to think I'm a pretty good fake but you know… these days I kinda doubt that ability.
Or maybe it IS PMS.
But I seriously think you lack respect.
Either that or you think you're damn smart.
By the way, your writing? It sucks.
It reeks of copy-isms. Forgery. It reeks of the narcissm that's ingrated within you.
If you honestly think that you're going to get somewhere with all that. Ha. Ha ha ha. Ha.
And you know what? I have an idiotic stress-related stomach problem and it's all because of YOU.
