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omfg

i wanna hang my head in shame and DIE. just fucking drop dead and die.

ah, screw it.

have you ever wondered how sometimes life just loves throwing shite at you at the most 'opportune' moment? For example:

1. You have the worst diarrhea of your life. Your bunghole is burning to point of reaching the temperature on Mars. You see a doctor, get your meds. You think that everything's gonna be ok now, eh? All of a sudden, you drop your mobile. SMashes on the floor. Bounces off the damn stairs. *crash, bang, boom* You're not sure if you're in the right mind to either laugh or cry.
2. You think you met a guy that's great as friends. Probably the rank can be escalated as time goes by. The chemistry and fun is intense. You try to be there for him. You cherish whatever shite and emotional baggage he throws at you. When he just disappears. Walks out on you. And you go "Wat the Fucking Hell just happened?" Baby, you just got run over and that fucking excuse for a dick ran. that's what happened. Fine. You walk out too. Only to find out a frigging day later that you've been embarassed. Embarassed of being not wanted. at all.

You smile. You wave. You say "Hey, i can take this shite. Why don't you throw some more at me? At least i'll can find out the limit of how much shite to take. Come on, give me another blow you pussy".

let's all hope that we're stronger than they make us out to be.