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out.
for the last time, GET OUT OF MY LIFE. in case you were still wondering, this IS my life. my life. you have no business with my life. who the hell do you think you are? whether i smile or not is MY problem. whether others care for me or not is MY problem. whether he loves me or not is MY problem. whether i am happy or not is MY problem. it is none of your business.
and seriously, do you think i give a damn when you say you read through my entire blog and were filled with hatred and sadness? if you still have no idea, let me tell you. I SERIOUSLY DON'T GIVE A DAMN. you think i care if you hate me? you think i care if you're sad? I DON'T. who are you to me anyway? but the fact that you've read through my entire blog just speaks of some things. you've simple got nothing better to do but to read through my 2 years worth of blog entries. can't you just get a life?
and NO, you can't piece the torn me. whether i'm feeling torn or not is freaking NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. and if anyone is to piece me up, it will definitely not be you. GET BACK TO REALITY. STOP DREAMING.
stop saying you'll get out of my life when you just continue texting me and writing me stuff. when you say you'll get out can you really get out? stop acting like you know my friends that well. stop trying to be friendly with them. what's your problem anyway?
stop texting me. stop emailing me. stop calling me. stop reading my blog. my life does not have a place for someone like you. face reality.
unlike you, i have better things to do. this is the last time. just get out of my life. unless you're that bad, i'm sure you know what those 5 words mean.
you know what? you're the most irritating person i've ever met. i wished i've never met you.
group1 soared @ 01:09
xoxo