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I suddenly find myself hating so many people so many things.
The classmates, the teachers, the system, the strangers, the just-mets, the family, the friends, different opinions, life, school, myself.
I'm not even pmsing.
Why are almost all the teachers so damnit fucked up? So much for "aj has good teachers" good my Fat Arse ah. Good is st.nicks, not this crap.
And why do some people just have it all? Rich, brains, looks, everything!
And i can't even donate blood 'cuz i've veins invisible to the naked eye? Or maybe i actually don't even have veins, and am already dead and all this stuff are fake and just my ohsocreative imagination.
Bet it's all in my head that everyone around knows i exist, but actually, are living without me in their lil' happy perfect real world.
You'll probably never understand how much you irk me. Your know-it-all-ness and being such a secret snob and OPEN teacher's pet. I don't gettit, why the fuck isn't anyone seeing what i see? Are they all blind? Blind to your actions and words and everything else that disgust me senseless.
Why do everybody think you smart, pretty etc yadayada. Like seriously, you're nothing more than a fake, a two-faced liar, know-it-all, secret mugger and suck up, trying so hard to fit in, stepping on people just to reach the top & putting people down just so you'll shine. What's the point?
I may sound like a big pot of vinegar but my conscience is clear when i say that even though my life suck balls, i would give up the world NOT to be you. Pathetic.
(No i'm not talking about anyone who knows of this blog's existence)
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Yesterday Once Again.
The classmates, the teachers, the system, the strangers, the just-mets, the family, the friends, different opinions, life, school, myself.
I'm not even pmsing.
Why are almost all the teachers so damnit fucked up? So much for "aj has good teachers" good my Fat Arse ah. Good is st.nicks, not this crap.
And why do some people just have it all? Rich, brains, looks, everything!
And i can't even donate blood 'cuz i've veins invisible to the naked eye? Or maybe i actually don't even have veins, and am already dead and all this stuff are fake and just my ohsocreative imagination.
Bet it's all in my head that everyone around knows i exist, but actually, are living without me in their lil' happy perfect real world.
You'll probably never understand how much you irk me. Your know-it-all-ness and being such a secret snob and OPEN teacher's pet. I don't gettit, why the fuck isn't anyone seeing what i see? Are they all blind? Blind to your actions and words and everything else that disgust me senseless.
Why do everybody think you smart, pretty etc yadayada. Like seriously, you're nothing more than a fake, a two-faced liar, know-it-all, secret mugger and suck up, trying so hard to fit in, stepping on people just to reach the top & putting people down just so you'll shine. What's the point?
I may sound like a big pot of vinegar but my conscience is clear when i say that even though my life suck balls, i would give up the world NOT to be you. Pathetic.
(No i'm not talking about anyone who knows of this blog's existence)
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Yesterday Once Again.