i am not you. so do not come talking cos i do not give a God damn shit for your cheap sentiments. make your exit; my pleasure is yours.
bitchwitch
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Friday, April 27, 2007
17:26
i want to see my rainbow again. with mister mystery waiting with his pot for me.
literally, i am sick of meeting idiots, morons, fools you people call men. no kidding. and no, i have not de slightest intension of turning gay, for that matter. i still want hard dicks. okay, fine. blame it on de partying. but what am i to do..? i do not linger around liat/ town, checking out mats[okay, just a little. hahahh!]. nor do i give a twitch about them pea-brainers when clearly i need to spend quality time with my babes/ cousins/ ol' time friends. and when i finally get to meeting some, it would be at ministry/ dblo, they would either be a friend's friend or someone i have seen too many a time at Godknowseverywhere! here is de deal. as socially active i have been, i am always ngada-ngada[yes, i admit!]. and i will only talk to friends of my friends' or those i fancy. someone out of randomness will never be entertained. therefore, de men i meet will always be in network with one of de many circles i have. at times, it is good. but i have come to realise, it is such a sucky thing[to a certain extent]. i need to meet someone new. like, out of de oven. i shall keep on getting wasted till de cows come home.
