Friday, March 11, 2005

I wish I didn't wake up to the sounds of my mother screaming. Really, it was a bloody small thing. You found a cup of water on the arm of the sofa. Alright already. So it was a sign of disrespect towards your things. Did you really have to drag us all out of bed to scream at us?

You know how bloody deprived we are of sleep already.

Obviously, I'm in a foul mood. -growls.

A. is thinking of not giving us a try. He says its because of the distance. Bloody bollocks. I'm bloody frustrated. How long has it been since I've found someone who was remotely compatible with me? Its been almost half a year!

I need some loving already.

scribbled at 4:04 PM
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caramelle;
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