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Thursday, August 12, 2004

There are times when people who are supposed to be your friends turn out to be such assholes. I really got no time nak gi entertain orang camni. They bound to make my blood boil and change me from an easy-going person into a foaming crazy bitch. I don't know what they think of me exactly but they always thought they could order me around. I HATE BEING ORDERED AROUND LIKE SOME KIND OF SERVANT! I'm not your pet dog who cater to your every commands.

I am not the person you look for when you need a pussy...and I don't mean the feline kind. What am I? A mamasan ke pe? Aku ni mak ayam ke simpan pompan-pompan jalang untuk butoh korang yang miskin tu? You are supposed to be my friends so behave like one. Respect me like I respect you. Sure we joke vulgarly...but that doesn't mean I'm not a woman. I am a woman. I only behave unfeminine je. So what the fuck with the remarks about finding you a puki? Is that my job? I don't think so.

And I don't want to meet you anymore. I don't. So quit pushing. I hate people who force me do things I don't want to do. Why should I listen to you? I don't want to run your stupid errands, I don't want to oblige you with your ridiculous demands. You didn't even bother to sms me asking me how I am. Why the hell should I bother with you?

And so...when I told you to fuck off...I mean it...literally. I don't want to fuck you. I don't even have the appetite to open my legs for you. Just fuck off and leave me alone why don't you? You are such a pain in my cute puki.

i'm watching you...
Thursday, August 12, 2004

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