Friday, February 09, 2007

I HATE YOU MORE AND MORE. DAY BY DAY. YOU ALWAYS COME TO MY CLASS FOR WHAT? THEN COME TO MY CLASS WITHOUT SAYING HI AND JUST WALK OFF. SO MEAN. I MEAN WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM? I HAVE A FEELING THAT YOU HATE ME. AND WANT TO SPITE ME. AND IT'S TRUE HOR? WHATEVER. THEN YOU JUST GRAB A CHAIR AND SIT OPP THEM AND YOU THINK WHAT I DON'T CARE? DIDN'T YOU SAY IF YOU WOULDN'T LET ME FEEL LEFT OUT? THERE YOU GO AGAIN. SO WHAT'S THE WHOLE POINT? YOU ARE SAD? DO YOU THINK I AM NOT? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I FEEL? DO YOU THINK I WILL NOT SEE? YOU ARE ALWAYS SO SIAN. WHY? THAT'S YOUR PERSONALITY LOR I THINK. BUT TOO BAD, I DON'T THINK IT'S GOOD. I AM NOT MAKING A BIG DEAL OUT OF THIS OKAY! FINE! IF THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK.


THE END.
hurtful.
the pain will never go away.
even if it does, there will still be a scar.

POOT
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