Sucky suck sucky suck suck.
It’s really amazing when you discovered that you actually don’t know the person whom you feel you knew well. The different perception really changes the whole mindset of how you view them. And it’s really saddening that the near-angel you knew is actually a devil. People just change.
Freak freak. My most recent phone bill is 80 bucks. And the previous month was like 115 bucks. Fuck. Nope, of course i don’t pay but the feeling is like er, guilty. My mum was funny. Her reaction to my bill was, ‘WHAT BUSINESS DO YOU HAVE?’ Hur hur.
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It’s really very disgusting when you are talking to a braggart. You just feel like practically cut their tongue alive and feed the dogs. Nope, wait wait. Would the dogs even want them? Nah, it’s way too yucky. Plus, i’m sure it stinks like the smelliest fart/shit on earth. Gross.
Even though blog is a personal thing, i still feel that the freedom to write whatever we want is not really fulfilled. There is some constraints which are hmm, lame?
And with such rules, i believe some of us are holding back what we really want to say. For instance, i held back disclosing information about the braggart due to the circumstances. Later, kena sue how? Because i would certainly be the mean-est of the mean-est with no second chances and vomit extreme insults. Sounds like a grave situation. It is.
But whatever it is, i feel that blog is a good medium to find out people’s lives and whatnot. Whatever.
losing sane



