My end, it justifies my needs.
All i ever do is delay.
My every attempt to invade.
The end of the road.
I just wish that the world is in my two very own hands,
punishing every mankind who crossed over the line,
torturing, giving slavery and vengeance.
Why am i being like this most of the time? I don't like being infuriated,
but some fucked up dogs made me being in this way.
Making me hammer smashing face to you motherfucking creatures.
Fuck it. I wish i wasn't born. I don't wish to feel pain in the heart.
Life's a bitch, a never ending wheel, a cycle that repeats.
I just wish God never invented the feeling, angry/hatred/pain.
By the way, i wanna have my own freedom of speech to the worldwide web.
Bitch, i may know you for only 8 months. You were good to me in the beginning. You were good to your ex-best friend whom you have known for 14 goddamn years.
You've let your thoughts deceived you. You've let Satan do the talking instead of Gabriel doing the talk. You've made a move where it leads to one huge pile of mistakes. You've made every one of us who we considered you to be our close friend walked out from you.
I used to trust you, let you to be my listening ear whenever i had problems.
But because of your mouth, the trust I'd build just for you have been destroyed.
Just like the saying, "Kerana mulut, badan binasa."
Ever since you had make yourself an extreme makeover, your attitude towards us changed as well.
Like seriously, what wrong have we ever did to you?
This has been going for almost 3 months. We thought you deserved a second chance.
But no, i took back my words. You fucking don't deserve it.
I am still not satisfied with you. Yes, you read it. NOT SATISFIED.
But oh well, you did mentioned that you wish you were never part of our friendship.
Don't you think we didn't wish the same thing as well.
I'm glad that i fed my pride and ego, to taunt you down.
I wish the better of you and your future endeavors.
I'll make sure you'll live your life with remorse. I can bet, you will never get friends like us, whom we trusted you, hated you, but missed the old you.
We all know, you are not the same anymore.
And no, i ain't doing this for the sake of sympathy.
I am doing this, for the sake of recalling the deeds you've done.
SNAP. AND. WAKE. THE. FUCK. UP. TO. YOUR. MISTAKES. MOTHERFUCKER.
Hatred is beauty, 5/28/2010 10:13:00 PM.