can a say SOMETHING? [explicit]
FUCK MY PC. FUCK MAXTOR. PLEASE GO TO HELL AND BRING BACK MY FUCKING FILES. DAMNIT! ohh yeah, it's 12:12 midnight (no kidding) dogs been howling for i dont fucking know how many ages ago. and my damnit pc is a BIGTIME sucker. as in BIGGGGGGTIME. urgh. GOSH! it's pissing me off and it's so damn frustrating. T_T my files are lost, so were my father's files. god, he's going to kill me. there were toooooo many files in there, shit. it's not even full yet, i fucking wonder. ugh. damn this pc. it's so fucking slow. i cant make my program since you've being hanging and stuck and all. i hate those dogs. they've been scared the shit out of me, im living peacefully here. whew. can you dogs shut the hell up? my frustration is way, way over the top. i cant even imagine it. gosh. it's driving me mad. CRAZY. oh my gawd, my files. PICTURES!!!!!! T_T memoriessss. there are all gone. tough fucking luck huh? whew.
CRASH.BURN. ohh well, let's start over again. i'll reformat YOU.
CRASH.BURN. ohh well, let's start over again. i'll reformat YOU.