I really hate Mondays. Why? Because. Im stuck at this hellhole when I could be rolled like a kitten between the covers watching some movie taking a cup of hot coffee.

Huuum!, it’s weird you know… the most you try to rid off crappy people, the closest they get to you, it’s getting very common for me to hear about certain person talking on my back, it used to piss me off, but at this point I just close my eyes and look up and say a prayer for her lonely soul. Cos it doesnt matter how many material things you have, how many shallow friends you have if your heart and soul are fucking empty like a coconut. Coz you know you are a stupid person and there’s nothing special about you, you take off you clothes, your make up and you dont like what you see in front of the mirror, you know why?…off course you know why, and you know these words are for you. There’s no envy, how could I possibly feel envious?… You might have something I want to have as well but come on! how ridiculous can it be .Im so over it.

External beauty dies, and if you dont have real deep feelings, priorities and values to hold on to, you are fucking lost like a sheep. Im sorry if I hurt you in the past, my bad. I already said Im sorry. And Im not gonna do it again coz for me that’s over. There are things that are not built to last, like the friendship. I wish you nothing but the best, but first of all, you have to grow up, and stop spiting all that shit from your stupid mouth coz it’s fucking disgusting. Live your own life and stop talking on my back!, coz I dont give a shit about what you and your stupid friends think and say about me, it’s pathetic.