a taste of suicidal
We found love in a hopeless place.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011 , 0 Comment
Roughly an hour more before I knock off so I thought I'd rush an entry out since I haven't been updating this space for a couple of days now.

I'd post a really long mean entry. I'd pour out every single thought I'm carrying right now but no, I can't. Because this isn't my memory space anymore for me to pen down my thoughts anymore. This is a space where war begins. Where my words will hurt you. Where my words will haunt you. Where my words will suprise you in every single way you can ever imagine. Where my words will tell you the other side of me.

Hypocrite. Stuck up. Rude, disrespectful, bitch.
Yes, that's me. All me. And you.

Truth is, we all have that negativity inside of us. It's just a matter if we wanna show it or not. Generally, I'm a nice person. Once I'm warm up, you'll find out my words are a little harsh and inappropriate at times. Generally, I can be nice to people. Double cross me and you'll find me a bitch. I guess, it's the same for everyone everywhere. Even your own family will one day throw you in the lurch for financial gains.

(btw, I STRESSED that I am honestly refering to the general WORLD POPULATION and not anyone in particular. Getting sick and tired of saying that in almost every entry now, but I'd rather this than lock my blog up just cos people confuse themselves.)
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