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Sunday, April 27, 2008 8:21 PM

I shall blog about my very unfriendly weekend.

Other than me losing my best friend who was on crutches in a flea market yesterday, which was actually more amusing than worrying, (yes i know, lousy friend i am) this weekend has been fucking fucked up.

Actually, i've been wanted to cut down on my Fs because lately, my lack of feminity has been getting to me. Also, it makes me wonder if i very sadly fall short of so much vocabulary that i have to resort to Fs all the time. Oh well.

(Omg i know this is random but someone just signed onto msn and her nickname was "no one dies a virgin, life screws us all") I actually laughed.

Back to my lousy weekend. Actually it has been much worse than i am making it sound. It feels as though someone is digging and clawing at this void which is living in me. I hate crying because it is useless and it reveals how weak i am. Worst of all, it shows those who hurt you that they really sliced you apart at the very right sweet spot.

So for the last time, i shall say this again,

WILL THE PEOPLE I LOVE MOST STOP FUCKING HURTING ME ALREADY.
FUCK, IT'D BE FUCKING GREAT IF YOU COULD.


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