Saturday, August 28, 2010 @ 7:07 AM I have enough of you, what's wrong with you and your freaking games, cockroach? FOR GOD'S SAKE GET SOME FREAKING ORIGINALITY AND STOP BEING SUCH A DOUCHE BAG, YOU ASS. When I look at you, my hatred for you deepens. When I stare at you, my anger accelerates and I become breathless. When I think of the things you have done to me, I fume with anger. Now that I know your true self, I hate you even more. I didn't know you have such a big mouth. Most of all, I didn't know you had no originality, nor a brain. I mean seriously. Don't you know that cockroaches and all sorts of pests must be dealt with by a pesticide? You are freaking annoying. And I hate you for everything, dude. EVER SINGLE THING. Don't you know that? Oh, you don't. That's cause you don't. have. a. freaking. BRAIN. I cannot stand you and your know-it-all attitude. You think you know more than me huh? Go **** yourself, tardy poop-pest ^^ sooner or later my blog's going to be a blog where I rant and curse people I hate ^^ |
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