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Back at you!
Okay so I'm here to type another post that probably nobody reads. But it's probably a good thing coz I'm so gonna flame someone and make them cry. =( Sorry.

Anyway, the point is I got another insult from someone I knew again. What with cheap harlot, and such. I dun really care about it, but I just find it a potential flame target. And I'll do almost everything to direct it : BACK AT YOU.

You know some things just cannot be erased with a single sorry at the end. It'll work when you apologise at that point of time though. What's the point of regretting things when you clearly made it clear to me that you fully know the consequences of your actions, and you want to do it on purpose? Then it'll be locked in my mind that you do in fact want me to be hurt and defeated and lousy and all.

Also, you wanted to sacrifice me once for another person of the same gender. You have to thank me for even agreeing to continue after that. That, was some flirting going on behind me back, so what right have you to call me whatever you insulted me with?

Not only that. And let's use a different name for this woofygirl. Let's call her Velcro. You let this Velcro stick to you all the time, not even caring about how I would feel. Worse, YOU stick to her like velcro too! And when you spend so much time with Velcro, velcro-ing together, and gots no time for me, you just blame me for disappearing! Actually, you just didn't notice me around. Perhaps your eyes were velcro-ed to Velcro too.

You velcro-ed out with Velcro, and forbade me from going along. But wait! There was once you ask me if i minded. But wait again! You insulted me after I said that I minded. Not to mention it was one-to-one velcroing.

So, who's the ********* ***** now?
Velcro?
You?
Definitely not me since I'm not doing anything you think I'm doing right now.
So piss off, and stop being a sore loser.

You can just blame it on yourself for not putting in any effort. I advised you to, didn't I? But you refused so, too bad. I can't believe I could even tahan that long.

it's 4:45 PM now on Saturday, December 27, 2008



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