yeah you can use my 4 hours of work to clean your ass for all i care.
dont worry. im not even going to bother to give anymore.
so much for good intentions.
laugh all you want.


F off.


i have nothing.
you happy now?
you want me dead? you wish i never was born?
please. kill me.
or you just dont have the guts to do it.
i hate you. both of you.


what a contrast between my bro's blog and mine.
how is it that he is growing so strong and here i am drifting so far away?

and why is that he is able to shut up so he avoids getting shot by you while i cant.
he is so enjoying life right now with earphones plugged in every minute, avoiding the shit thats going on around him.

selective, aren't You?
thanks. thanks.

you ask me how's life.
for the first time, LIFE. SUCKS.