Look at me, I'm getting tired;
Dear asshole: To whom it may concern;
Sometimes I wish I'd wake up to find that you've ceased to exist. That I wouldn't have to last through that long, exhausting ordeal, those lengthy lectures above your theories on life on a near daily basis.
Because you think you're so wise. Because you think you're so great. Because you think you know everything.
But in actual fact, you don't. It's another sad case of the blind leading the blind, further into the abyss.
And I've long given up on you. On myself. I'd rather submit myself to whatever misfortune that may befall, instead of listening to you and what appears to be advice. But it isn't. It never was, and it never will be. All that's ever come out of your mouth is but empty, meaningless babbling.
I shan't even bother lying. I wish, sincerely, that one day, someone would come and pour acid down that throat. Something that would end your chatter permanently, leaving you to suffer in silence for the rest of your life, and someday; all of those ranting and ravings of yours would coagulate and swell in the depths of your mind until it's ready to burst, and you feel like you've lost all your sanity.
And then maybe you'll understand how we feel.
But until that day comes, I'll keep quiet and play along with your little games.
Only because it keeps you satisfied, and satisfaction keeps your mouth in check.
~
Sorry for always posting emo/angsty stuff on LJ guys, but he Life's been such a bitch these days >__>
Well, it's going to be the last week of the term :/ which means teacher's day and that unbearable douchebag is not getting anything from me other than a beating everywhere and anywhere until i see his cold body limp on the floor in a pool of blood, crying and whining in pain
Time's passing so horridly fast, and that means Os next year. ): Looking on the brighter side, it also means SS3 :D
But dammit, the K-Pop night thing >__< I might or might not want to go, depending on the price, and whether my mom will still let me go for SS3 after that >: I want to go for both, and I honestly doubt that's possible. But I've hoping and waiting for SS3 since forever and it's not really something I can give up that easily ;__; On the other hand I WANNA SEE MY JJONG BABY SO BADLY IT HURTS. ):
I hate it when Life seems to throw everything in my face at once, then runs away laughing hysterically while I'm left to clean up all the remains.
And I hate when I want to tell him to fuck off when he probably won't understand a shit I'm saying.
Sometimes I wish I'd wake up to find that you've ceased to exist. That I wouldn't have to last through that long, exhausting ordeal, those lengthy lectures above your theories on life on a near daily basis.
Because you think you're so wise. Because you think you're so great. Because you think you know everything.
But in actual fact, you don't. It's another sad case of the blind leading the blind, further into the abyss.
And I've long given up on you. On myself. I'd rather submit myself to whatever misfortune that may befall, instead of listening to you and what appears to be advice. But it isn't. It never was, and it never will be. All that's ever come out of your mouth is but empty, meaningless babbling.
I shan't even bother lying. I wish, sincerely, that one day, someone would come and pour acid down that throat. Something that would end your chatter permanently, leaving you to suffer in silence for the rest of your life, and someday; all of those ranting and ravings of yours would coagulate and swell in the depths of your mind until it's ready to burst, and you feel like you've lost all your sanity.
And then maybe you'll understand how we feel.
But until that day comes, I'll keep quiet and play along with your little games.
Only because it keeps you satisfied, and satisfaction keeps your mouth in check.
~
Sorry for always posting emo/angsty stuff on LJ guys, but he Life's been such a bitch these days >__>
Well, it's going to be the last week of the term :/ which means teacher's day and that unbearable douchebag is not getting anything from me other than a beating everywhere and anywhere until i see his cold body limp on the floor in a pool of blood, crying and whining in pain
Time's passing so horridly fast, and that means Os next year. ): Looking on the brighter side, it also means SS3 :D
But dammit, the K-Pop night thing >__< I might or might not want to go, depending on the price, and whether my mom will still let me go for SS3 after that >: I want to go for both, and I honestly doubt that's possible. But I've hoping and waiting for SS3 since forever and it's not really something I can give up that easily ;__; On the other hand I WANNA SEE MY JJONG BABY SO BADLY IT HURTS. ):
I hate it when Life seems to throw everything in my face at once, then runs away laughing hysterically while I'm left to clean up all the remains.
And I hate when I want to tell him to fuck off when he probably won't understand a shit I'm saying.