i found out that people in our class..just dont know how to be independent.
okay? you know who you are and what you have done. you called others to draw for you..and you expect yourself to get a mark? dude. c'mon. if i were you, i would feel damn shameful can? you dont deserve to get even half a mark. think it over yourself man..i dont wanna talk about this anymore, people will get angry..and why do i care at all? when they didnt even care for others?
my life nowadays are just...meaningless to me. one of them, intruding into my privacy..checking on me almost everyday..a future paparazzi i can say. and another one..worse. a mouth which is continuously scolding and nagging at me . you would probably say this is called love. but the problem is , i just dont feel it. its more till hatred than love or care. i dont mind you saying me..nuts, idiot, or whatever shit. you just cant understand my feelings right now. so..whats the point blogging, talking about this, where no one cares at all? i cant imagine i called her "mother" for 14 years. maybe i really shouldnt have said the sentence, think it really hurt her heart. should blame it on my big damn ass mouth. hopefully i will feel guilty reading this post a few days later. or else..i really cant feel the love they had for me. all those bullshit . it's either i deserve to die..or she deserve to die. but think i should the be one .. shouldnt have brought into this world..at all. maybe my existance brought a damn whole lot of trouble and twists. i cause misunderstandings, i caused trouble, i caused people to get angry, astonished, frustrated. overall, i am a good-for-nothing.. my relationship with my mummy was drastically decreasing day by day.
maybe i really shouldve keep my big fat fucking mouth shut...
..tightly
