just a little note...
if your stalking my journal with bad intentions... fuck off.
i'm sick of all this b.s. if certain people can't be honest, then i don't wanna know them.
i'm tired of people starting fights, then whining that i told people about them, then bulling completly to as many people as possible so their lie seems true. in the past few months so much shit has happened, and all i've wanted was what was mine. other people have tried getting in my way, but failed. was the same then, is the same now. nuthin's gonna change, except the level of dissapointment i'm feeling about certain people.
and for people playing the "my life's so horrible" game to apply sympathy to blatant mistruths, then fuck you also. i've had my slice of hell. can't say i liked it much, but i never used it as a weapon. and belive me, the hells i've been through are very much so the unrepairable kind.
in fact... let's see what i could have listed as "oh woe is me" before any of my grrr-ish journals....
oh woe is me, my brother died when i was age 13, and it still haunts me every day before i sleep.
oh woe is me, i lived through primary, middle, and high school alone, bullied and scared.
oh woe is me, certain people never seem to have their fucking heads screwed on before they go shooting their mouths off.
oh woe is me, as far as ceri is concerned, i'm the fucking injured party. so any self righteousness to the contrary.... FUCK YOU.
i just realised, this is the first ANGRY entry that i have ever done, so FUCK YOU AGAIN.
certain people... stop hiding behind lies and sorrow, i managed to get this far without. and i sure as hell can carry on without you if it doesn't stop. no skin off my nose.
i'm sick of all this b.s. if certain people can't be honest, then i don't wanna know them.
i'm tired of people starting fights, then whining that i told people about them, then bulling completly to as many people as possible so their lie seems true. in the past few months so much shit has happened, and all i've wanted was what was mine. other people have tried getting in my way, but failed. was the same then, is the same now. nuthin's gonna change, except the level of dissapointment i'm feeling about certain people.
and for people playing the "my life's so horrible" game to apply sympathy to blatant mistruths, then fuck you also. i've had my slice of hell. can't say i liked it much, but i never used it as a weapon. and belive me, the hells i've been through are very much so the unrepairable kind.
in fact... let's see what i could have listed as "oh woe is me" before any of my grrr-ish journals....
oh woe is me, my brother died when i was age 13, and it still haunts me every day before i sleep.
oh woe is me, i lived through primary, middle, and high school alone, bullied and scared.
oh woe is me, certain people never seem to have their fucking heads screwed on before they go shooting their mouths off.
oh woe is me, as far as ceri is concerned, i'm the fucking injured party. so any self righteousness to the contrary.... FUCK YOU.
i just realised, this is the first ANGRY entry that i have ever done, so FUCK YOU AGAIN.
certain people... stop hiding behind lies and sorrow, i managed to get this far without. and i sure as hell can carry on without you if it doesn't stop. no skin off my nose.