hmph, you again.

hallo.
yes. I'm sick of bloody writing here. Damn you people. Go here:
http://maddox.xmission.com/c.cgi?u=ruin_world thankyou alan, for the link. yeah. jesus christ, i was ready to bloody type something here, but i only realised after half an hour of waiting that it wasn't working. well, not half an hour, but a while. and then it took me another bloody 20 minutes to get to this page. jeeeeez. sick of it all. and dyu know what else i'm bloody sick of? Fkn rich smart people. geez, some people just have it all. and bloody fkn don't give a about anyone. fkheads. Then they expect everyone to bloody bow down to them coz they're that damn great. Any sort of constuctive critisism is a stab at them. And you wouldn't mind talking to me in the least, would you? yeah, great one sided convos i'm always having with you. AND YOU!! The nerve of you to bloody try and read my MSN conversations. so bloody rude. i don't care if you don't care, coz i bloody care and thats all that matters. jesus christ. "it's 11:30, you should go to bed soon" yeah, goddam i realise it's bloody 11:30 and what are you gonna fkn do about it? drag me into bed? yeah well, i'd really like to see that. bloody oath. And what was that stab at christianity you just made?!! I know i've said i don't agree with them, but i've never called then evil brain-washers. well, neither did you, but that's the bloody idea i got from what you said.

And so what if my fkn music has swearing in it?!! dyu fkn suddenly have a problem with it?!! it's not like you don't use those words in every fkn fight u fkn have. jeez, would it be better if it was fkn bleeped?!! no. fkn, it's the same thing. get a life mutha fka. And it's not just that. i know you think i'm weird. QUOTE from you about slipknot "you do know there are better looking guys to listen to" fk. that wasn't even one of those brainless stabs at one of my favourite bands. that was downright rude. i don't get you people. yeah, well this one's for you guys up there -turns up slipknot- eat that.

And where are we at? you fkn talk to me all the time. nearly everyday these holidays and i think we've bloody talked for so much that i reached the maximum conversation saving thing. That's more than my best friends. possibly put together. -.- i'm still glaring at YOU, guilty until proven. Anyway, where ARE we? i don't wanna ask, but i wanna know. but then again i don't. what if..? hmph. you dno what i'm talking about do you? -shakes head- good. and why. jeeez, this is what i wrote in my diary last year: something's wrong if life's good. I just found it coz i read through it yesterday. isn't it sad that i'd think that? well, no sympathy for the poor. i'll leave you now to wallow in that sorrow of yours. yes, you have it. the stain is all over us. and i'm gonna keep informing you in metaphors coz you're in space without me. you're all guilty until proven.

Me.