Let your waves crash down on me and take me away...
The last time I felt this low was...crap. I can't even remember. It's funny how you can be happy at one moment and then the next moment, feel so on the down low.
I don't even know how to describe what I'm feeling. I just want all of this to stop. I want my stalker to stop stalking me and to get the hell on with her life. Because it's just not right what you are doing. Before, when I found out who you were I used to snicker because it wasn't my mobile credit that was being put to waste, but yours. But now, you've won. Are you happy now? I am annoyed, irritated and when I receive your foul texts and prank calls I feel like throwing my phone against the wall. It has come to a point that when I hear my phone buzz, I can already sense that it's you. You have made this into such a big issue, a pointless, waste-of-time and blown out of proportion issue.
I'd like to know how you would feel, if you got texts and pranks everyday, with malicious words and the like. Do you think that by using words to put me down, you feel like a goddess? Or maybe it just gives you artificial strength. You must be weaker than weak inside, and I pity you. I believe in karma. And one day, it will catch you. No, I don't wish any harm to you. I ain't that mean. I just hope you get what you deserve. Actually, I know you will. Because that's how life goes. WHat goes around, comes around.
Sometimes...I wish I never found out it was you. Somehow I think my life would have been better off. I don't know what the Holy Plan is, but I guess I was meant to find out for a reason. I hope I'll find out that reason soon.
It's funny. And ironic. To find out that someone has been receiving texts about me. Good or bad, I have no idea. Made up or real, I also don't know. If it's good stuff, then thank you whoever you are. If it's bad stuff then I'm wondering what you are doing sending stuff about me to that person. When I found this out, I was shocked beyond belief. And then when I looked at it from out of the box, I found it hella weird. I've been receiving shit on my phone for the last few weeks and now this someone is receiving texts about me? Weird. Suspicious.
Everything is now a mess. Everyone is now on alert. The people who didn't want to get involved, for reasons which I totally understood, in a way had no choice but to get involved. And I feel bad. It sucks. Nobody wants to get involved with other people's affairs, especially with matters of the heart. They didn't have to get involved...
Why does everyone have to fucking complicate their lives? Simplicity is fucking bliss. Complications fuck you up. It doesn't require money or strength. Don't you all want peace of mind instead of fighting all the time? Why can't we all just love one another?
I didn't know how many people read this, this diary of my life which I hold so dearly to me because it is first and foremost my way of looking back into my past and reliving the memories. But I have one too many silent readers. If y'all have a problem with reading about my life, then here's some good advice for y'all: FCUK OFF! It's so simple. Simple as 1-2-3. These are my opinions, my views, my life. If you don't agree with me, then I don't give a crap. Everyone has a right to voice out what they feel.
I hope everyone is happy. I hope my stalker is truly happy. I applaud you, for I have never in my life witnessed someone act so low. You have opened my mind to what human beings are truly capable of, to how selfless, ignorant and sad they can get. I've always believed in the best of people, but now, you've demolished my reality. Keep on stalking me, go on. For your weakness will in the end, give me strength.
Are you happy now? Now that I feel so low, and on the verge of breaking down? I hope you are.
this is what you get
this is what you get
this is what you get when you mess with us...
karma police
i've given all i can
it's not enough...
Tasha's status: "Let your waves crash down on me and take me away..." That's exactly how I'm feeling at the moment...
I don't even know how to describe what I'm feeling. I just want all of this to stop. I want my stalker to stop stalking me and to get the hell on with her life. Because it's just not right what you are doing. Before, when I found out who you were I used to snicker because it wasn't my mobile credit that was being put to waste, but yours. But now, you've won. Are you happy now? I am annoyed, irritated and when I receive your foul texts and prank calls I feel like throwing my phone against the wall. It has come to a point that when I hear my phone buzz, I can already sense that it's you. You have made this into such a big issue, a pointless, waste-of-time and blown out of proportion issue.
I'd like to know how you would feel, if you got texts and pranks everyday, with malicious words and the like. Do you think that by using words to put me down, you feel like a goddess? Or maybe it just gives you artificial strength. You must be weaker than weak inside, and I pity you. I believe in karma. And one day, it will catch you. No, I don't wish any harm to you. I ain't that mean. I just hope you get what you deserve. Actually, I know you will. Because that's how life goes. WHat goes around, comes around.
Sometimes...I wish I never found out it was you. Somehow I think my life would have been better off. I don't know what the Holy Plan is, but I guess I was meant to find out for a reason. I hope I'll find out that reason soon.
It's funny. And ironic. To find out that someone has been receiving texts about me. Good or bad, I have no idea. Made up or real, I also don't know. If it's good stuff, then thank you whoever you are. If it's bad stuff then I'm wondering what you are doing sending stuff about me to that person. When I found this out, I was shocked beyond belief. And then when I looked at it from out of the box, I found it hella weird. I've been receiving shit on my phone for the last few weeks and now this someone is receiving texts about me? Weird. Suspicious.
Everything is now a mess. Everyone is now on alert. The people who didn't want to get involved, for reasons which I totally understood, in a way had no choice but to get involved. And I feel bad. It sucks. Nobody wants to get involved with other people's affairs, especially with matters of the heart. They didn't have to get involved...
Why does everyone have to fucking complicate their lives? Simplicity is fucking bliss. Complications fuck you up. It doesn't require money or strength. Don't you all want peace of mind instead of fighting all the time? Why can't we all just love one another?
I didn't know how many people read this, this diary of my life which I hold so dearly to me because it is first and foremost my way of looking back into my past and reliving the memories. But I have one too many silent readers. If y'all have a problem with reading about my life, then here's some good advice for y'all: FCUK OFF! It's so simple. Simple as 1-2-3. These are my opinions, my views, my life. If you don't agree with me, then I don't give a crap. Everyone has a right to voice out what they feel.
I hope everyone is happy. I hope my stalker is truly happy. I applaud you, for I have never in my life witnessed someone act so low. You have opened my mind to what human beings are truly capable of, to how selfless, ignorant and sad they can get. I've always believed in the best of people, but now, you've demolished my reality. Keep on stalking me, go on. For your weakness will in the end, give me strength.
Are you happy now? Now that I feel so low, and on the verge of breaking down? I hope you are.
this is what you get
this is what you get
this is what you get when you mess with us...
karma police
i've given all i can
it's not enough...
Tasha's status: "Let your waves crash down on me and take me away..." That's exactly how I'm feeling at the moment...