BLOG OF RANDOMNESS

my random musings, now in words.

6 days to Twenty.

This is half amusing and half emotional to me, this issue. I suppose you had experienced the utterly disgusting period where somehow you have to conform with the norms that revolves around you. Well, I am no exception. But today Imma talk about you, like how you bitched about me. I wish I could shake you and take your liver out and chop it to pieces, as my angst towards you is indescribable. But unlike some people, Imma arrange my words carefully here, so that you can understand the message I want you to get, as I ain’t gonna do any innuendos here. Just because I pity your stupidity. So I don’t want you to get confused. I always wonder what is it like being you, nice hair, and a circle of Barbie friends. You left me with a good impression. At first. Thank God I know what kind of being you are now. Stop being so surprised. You know I’m talking about you. Yeah you. I don’t understand how something so basic in life had become such a huge-ass concern to you. I don’t understand out of many better people out there, you have to bitch around about me. I don’t understand why I am such a concern in your life, when I don’t even know you, and from the way it is now, I don’t want to even think about you. So listen, if you don’t like the way I speak, does that denotes your unnecessary unlikeness towards me too? Well, you don’t have to answer that for me. Answer that for yourself. Its unbelievable,  how immature you are. And I totally understand your utmost concern towards me. Hence, I want you to know that non of your shit matters to me. None of it. I’m never gonna take it into my consideration because it is utterly ridiculous for me to do so (as what my splendid set of brains advised me to). And oh yeah, have you heard? You were born an original. Don’t die a copy. That applies to me. It is really up to you if you think being and thinking like how you are now is the best. I’m no angel. I’m not fucking perfect. And I know that from my momma. So thank you for your concern. There’s no point highlighting my flaws (if you must) to them others. Because secretly they’ll be wondering why are you bitching about something so stupid. Sigh. On a second thought, I am absolutely amused with this kind of random fuckery of yours. No space for being emotional here because hey, I’m one in a million. (Or maybe gazillion, whichever caters your preference.)

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This entry was posted on October 22, 2010 by in MY CONCERNS.

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