A kind Blah
- Filed under: Blues
- Date: Nov 28,2005
Here I go again! Let’s talk about Blahs and Blahs in life and all the bitching and cunting!
Where do I start? Let’s try to trace where the original Blah came from…
It is just a big lie or just a simple fat talk? One person might disagree or a bunch of pine head oppose. Ah! Actually I don’t really know what I am talking. But the things that I want you to know that this is my own Blah!
I don’t want to mention the word hate as again and again as I have always said it. Even I got too tired of it.
I just don’t like being here anymore and getting too tied of cliché. I believe I deserve better than being stuck in the mad without a buffalo that can pull me up. So why the fucking hell people cant understand that? Ah! Mr. Fendi is complaining now! Yes, because I have the right to complain and to cunt! That being here is not easy and that I didn’t choose, it just happened that this is one of the requirements of my so call Blah “Destiny”? I have to put query on that matter. Yes, Let the Blah prevail that Fendi is outrageously discontented of which shoe he’s wearing and shirt he’s in!
How can I own an airline company too soon if I don’t eat mud from the ditch bitch?
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