I effing hated you for whatever craps and shits you've done. Totally ruined my Friday. Ended up feeling so fucking pissed and angry. I've had a seriously problematic week, and here you come throwing arrows at me. Fine. Fine. Do whatever you want then. I'm not like your mum or dad that can control you. Fucking hell la. You brought me to this extend that I have to describe it with tat vulgarity. Okay. I'm damn calm now, but that doesn't mean my mind is. Stupid. Why must we have thoughts, wild thoughts, good thoughts, whatsoever shit. Shut the fucking hell up man.One day, really one day, I'll have to visit psychiatrist.

Thanks for all the shit man. Stop asking me why I'm so quiet or whatsoever shit okay. You're the creator of the whole problem, you solve it yourself. Hurt me, you're doomed. Fuck.

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