Bite Back
Monday, September 21, 2009
9:54 PM
Today is one of those days where I happen to remember all the shit that happened to me,
and though I appreciate the good things i have despite that, I still feel that overwhelming sense of bitterness coursing through my body.
And mother, enough, is fucking enough.
For the millionth fuckin time, NO IM NOT CUTTING MY DAMN HAIR.
Kay so my relatives were in a way pressurizing me to cut my hair.
Imagine fuckin aunties all around you telling you how your long hair looks like a
mop, and my mum thinks those are FRIENDLY ADVICES.
Well fuck you, it's my HAIR, and NOT YOURS.
So basically, let me state this out for you, I can do whatever the fuck I like
with my hair and you can't do shit. Oh what's that, you want to send me
to the boy's hostel cause apparently I'm getting out of hand by
FLYING OFF THE HANDLE, and doing something I LIKE.
Kay first of all bitch, I haven't been given that opportunity for ages.
Everytime I try to do something unconservative, you disapprove, and I had no
choice but to comply. Oh and if you haven't already noticed, it's my FUCKIN LIFE,
and not yours either, so don't act like you own any.
If you ever snoop around my blog, yes I'm here to suck your money dry, and then
I'm moving somewhere far away, where I'm free from your shit. OMFG BEN YOU'RE SO IMMATURE AND SHALLOW SPAZZZZZ.
There's a limit for everything. There's only so much shit I can take before I fuckin snap.
And there isnt anything I can do cause my mum thinks she's right and I'm too immature to be right.
Too long have I been pelted at with shit. It's time to bite back.
Motherfucker.
ps Mum, I really hate you, from the bottom of my heart. Now and forever.
