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Saturday, February 14


WARNING:
THE CONTENT BELOW IS STRICTLY FOR PEOPLE WITH AN OPEN MIND.
AND PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THE CONTENT TO HEART.
OR EVEN BETTER, DUN READ IT.




hmm..
what was it that i wanted to say...
ohyea..
FUCK THEM ALL...

i know this means breaking my new year resolution..
but who cares?
as long as i dun mind who cares?
fuck it.
and ohya HAPPY. valentines day people.
*twirls finger in the air*
whoppee.

ruth.
i hope u received my msg.
cuz i really mean it.

geron and zirui.
i have enough things on my mind as it is.
please dun add more info to my brain.
or else it's gna be hard drive overload.

physics and chem department.
FUCK YOU ALL.
i dun care if it hurts or watever..
i'll jam all of you to the end of the earth.

my dad.
i know you try to care and all
but please dont.
u dont know how.
if you're the bread winner thn just go win your bread.
i think i appreciate it better that way.
when you care u just become irritating and bitchy.
i mean REALLY BITCHY.
it's still the same word for you.
fuck.

and last BUT NOT LEAST,
to my mom.
oh mother..
i hope you've had a WONDERFUL birthday today..
(cuz i certainly see no reason why it's not. i think u've been shopping and eating these few days like crazy.)
on second thought, i dun think it makes a difference.
everyday seems like your birthday.
to you you're always doing EVERYTHING for EVERYONE.
actually we're all looking at your face colour.
seriously,
besides housework,
what else are you doing?
now both of them have tution teachers what do you do?
write cheques to pay with our dad's money?
that's heroic mom,
wonderful.
ohman you dno how difficult it is to live with you.
when you're angry it's like the tsunami all over again.
everyone's running away..
BUT TO NO AVAIL..
we fall prey to the terrible horrible TSUNAMI..!
when you're happy..
ohman..
u dno how good it feels..
i finally can breathe again..
i dunno how both of them feel but it's like a new life for me..
u always tell us to tell u if u do something wrong..
well that would be stupid.
suicide seems like the best option sometimes.
i wonder if you'd like to feel what junwei's mom feels..
when she wakes up and finds her son downstairs in his pyjamas.
wonderful feeling eh?
i dun understand how is suicide a selfish thought.
i mean both of you will have lesser 1 mouth to feed.
1 more extra room.
and since you'll only have 2 children by then.
wow.
it's just nice!
suicide is sooooo convenient anw.
nvr use brain to think leh.
whatever i shall stop this anw.
cus you also wun be able to read this..
sorry to break your heart, but it's either you're too stupid to turn on the computer or you dun understand what i'm writing.
ohya forgot to tell u.
happy birthday!
*slaps cake in your face*
ohya i almost forgot.
this is your present:
a great big fuck.

p.s.
i know i'm gna get struck by lightning for this.
but omg..
this feels SOOO much better.

laughed at 10:02:00 PM

uhuh

germaine.
some people call me germs or germ. singular or plural does it really matter?
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