Sunday, March 25, 2012

#441 What Are You?

Lol. Are you some kind of sheep or some kind of weird, deformed lamb?

Mary had a lil lamb,
Lil lamb,
Lil lamb.
Mary had a lil lamb,
That's as sweet as white as snow~


it was pretty much random but I ain't giving a shit about it.

aww hunny, did I hit a nerve?

Ouch, that was pretty mean of me but I've always wanted to say that. And hey, bitch like me has moments of meanness. Somehow, being mean is somewhat part of me. If ya can't take it, it's best for you to stay the fuck away from me.

I'd like to keep you at arm's length (:

If staying away from me works fine for you, be it.
If not talking to me works fine for you, be it.
If not glancing at me works fine for you, be it.
I'm glad with whatever. But, don't you ever fucking look at me that way again. The way you look at me? Yeah, it pisses the fuck out of me. You might not know what I'm talking about but it's alright. I'm not the only one who sees that. There are others, yet they are just too afraid to speak up until... (: I'll leave that to that creative imaginary of yours.

I know, I know. I said I'm tired in my previous post but I had this urge to type those things out from my head. Maybe it's a sign or something. Or maybe I just need to clear my head and fill it into my blog so I could get a goodnight's sleep.

Hot damn. It's almost 1am. My lids are heavy yet my mind feels as fresh as a... Sea cucumber (:

Nights whosever. Boy, I feel so tired and fresh at the same time (:

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