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Monday, May 21, 2007


respect, is never a two-way thing.

i’m aware of the consequences but i’m stupid enough to do that. clearly, I don’t have much of a brain to speak of.

the safest way is to chuck everything to yourself. less people, less trouble.

this dog-eat-dog world. i'm sick of it, and dont feel like mentioning it.

i cant be bothered by the bitchings behind my back (if there's any)
i'm sick of this world and i really feel like dying, this moment. i cant seem to adapt to the so-called right way of living. be nice to everyone, give politically right answers, no truth, hypocritism, be hyper, be enthusiastic.

and many other things.
and i cant type them here because telling the truth is a sin.