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Anger is one letter short of danger
written on Friday, January 28, 2011 @ 6:53 AM ✈
To MR. MARCUS or whosoever you are, this is meant for you.
I write really nasty stuff when I’m angry. Anyways, you won't even know curses that i can spill out since you're some kinda spanish or alien outta nowhere. MALEHPUKIKEONGKANCHAOCIBAI *censored*. You don't even know what i'm talking about, so please balik kampung lah. You wanna use urban words? Lemme fight with you. And you can find this nowhere in the dictionary. Oopsie, i'm so sowieee.
Okay chill, done with scoldings. Get mad, then get over it.
Uhuh.
You can go ahead and play your tricks, assuming that you’ve got the upper hand and you posting nonsense as if I’ve not around on the world wide web.
Childish shit I know, thats precisely why you don’t see me doing these nonsense getting angry ranting it out here. This is the first post, and the last post. Life is too short to hold a grudge, also too long.
Don’t for a second think that I couldn’t smell your manbitch like stench since you know when, messing around with people’s mind and sorry I don’t do games. We definitely have nothing in common (nationality: NO, gender: NO, thinking wise: definitely NO). There’s a fine line between an act of kindness and an act of multi-layered intentions. If you think your spammings can hurt me and my friends, think twice. WE ARE NOT THAT WEAK. Personally, I’m almost immune to negative remarks and there’s a reason why you don’t really come across hate comments; because you’d sound obnoxiously S.I.L.L.Y
Lastly, some advice for you.
Write proper english next time no? Thank you in advance.
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Anger is one letter short of danger
written on Friday, January 28, 2011 @ 6:53 AM ✈
To MR. MARCUS or whosoever you are, this is meant for you.
I write really nasty stuff when I’m angry. Anyways, you won't even know curses that i can spill out since you're some kinda spanish or alien outta nowhere. MALEHPUKIKEONGKANCHAOCIBAI *censored*. You don't even know what i'm talking about, so please balik kampung lah. You wanna use urban words? Lemme fight with you. And you can find this nowhere in the dictionary. Oopsie, i'm so sowieee.
Okay chill, done with scoldings. Get mad, then get over it.
Uhuh.
You can go ahead and play your tricks, assuming that you’ve got the upper hand and you posting nonsense as if I’ve not around on the world wide web.
Childish shit I know, thats precisely why you don’t see me doing these nonsense getting angry ranting it out here. This is the first post, and the last post. Life is too short to hold a grudge, also too long.
Don’t for a second think that I couldn’t smell your manbitch like stench since you know when, messing around with people’s mind and sorry I don’t do games. We definitely have nothing in common (nationality: NO, gender: NO, thinking wise: definitely NO). There’s a fine line between an act of kindness and an act of multi-layered intentions. If you think your spammings can hurt me and my friends, think twice. WE ARE NOT THAT WEAK. Personally, I’m almost immune to negative remarks and there’s a reason why you don’t really come across hate comments; because you’d sound obnoxiously S.I.L.L.Y
Lastly, some advice for you.
Write proper english next time no? Thank you in advance.
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we live under the same sky
“To put away aimlessness and weakness, and to begin to think with purpose, is to enter the ranks of those strong ones who only recognize failure as one of the pathways to attainment; who make all conditions serve them, and who think strongly, attempt fearlessly, and accomplish masterfully.”
- James Allen Quotes
Sometimes I wonder how people see me and what they think of me. It scares me a bit, honestly. I am sure though, that what they think of me,
what they think my life is, is a complete misperception. I have always tried to show myself as a carefree person, as someone who wont get bothered
because of public judgements. I am sure my friend and family think there is nothing going wrong in my life, that I do not worry enough, that
I am always happy. And I am sure they probably somewhat hate me for it because, lets admit it, there is nothing worse than seeing someone
who is life seems so perfect while yours is a complete mess. Truth is, I have become an expert at pretending. I think we are all experts
or at least we are getting there.
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