Dear diary, I got my back hair shaved today. Can't tie anymore T__T


Oh, how I wish I'm sick. Anyone with fever or anything more serious, please pass it to me. Thanks.



p/s(THIS IS THE WORST CASE SCENARIO ALREADY): Ermmm, well. I really don't know what's wrong with you. Initially, I thought it wasn't my fault(at least not entirely), but later, I realised that I have to carry all the blame and accept the fact that it was ALL my fault. No choice, I gotta do it. I'm called a bitch, a villian, a heartless person, I know. Even some of my dearest friends think that way too. It's sad. Fucking sad. Coz nobody actually put themselves into my shoe and think. Afterall, I reap what I sowed, right? I can only blame myself for being so impulsive and made ONE wrong decision. Never mind. After that incident, I told myself to get fresh and fuck you out of my life. I did it, of course. A clean job too, I'd say. But what about you? The worst part is, why are you still running around in circles? I thought you wanted to move on too. I don't mind if you go and tell every single person you know how bad I am, I really don't mind that. I'm just worried about you, and am wondering if you're going to act like a loser forever. Please, wake your senses up.


Lastly, grow up.


^ I have balls, so I don't wanna hide this chunk of text or what. ^^