Sunday, September 17, 2006
i haven't been blogging cos i've got too much to say
- I am going to kill you. I am going to do to you what you did to my family, which is to rip the heart of it out and fuck the gap left.
- Do you love her more than you love me because she's prettier? She might be younger than you but I'm younger than her. Come on Dad, work it out.
- You were going to leave. You WANTED to leave. I'm still waiting for it.
- Yeah, who gives a fuck that it was three months ago and I passed the exam that was on the day I found out? It was Maths and I was drunk and I GOT A B! SO FUCK YOU BIANCA, BECAUSE I AM STRONGER THAN YOU! YOU ARE A WHORE AND THE MAN YOU FUCKED IS A BASTARD I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL TOGETHER!
I love how I'm still using correct grammar when there's blood everywhere. Or am I just imagining the blood, because I don't know what's real anymore.
# posted by Ally : 10:52 PM
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I hope it's imaginary blood. Being angry helps. It's healthy. Don't let it consume you, though. (I hope that doesn't sound preachy to you, I'm just speaking from experience. Anger took me over for a while) Well done for the drunken Mathematics B, though!
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