Don't you absolutely hate people with low EQ.
Well i do.
I wish these stupid idiotic fucktards would realize that being an adult means it is about being responsible for every bloody word that comes streaming from their mouth.
It certainly didn't help that my mum scream " I TOLD YOU SO, WHY DIDN'T YOU LISTEN TO ME?!"
anyway, i realize how much i hate it when people ask :" Are you okay?"
so i've got a brilliant retort for that question
next time someone ask me that question, i am going to "KAPOW!" punch the dimwit in the face, then smile and say :"yeahhhhhhhh".
I just happen to have a face that screams bitchhhhhhhhhh when i don't smile.
IT RUNS IN THE FAMILY, YOU SEE
DON'T BELIEVE ME?! THEN LOOK AT MY MUM AND BROTHER.
My mum looks like a grouch when she doesn't smile, and don't get me started on my brother.
He looks like he just got abandon by the country, then his girlfriend (no offense yiting) left him for a midget, his mother tells him that he is actually a girl and his sister writes about it on her blog.
NOT HAPPY? TOO BAD.
and don't you dare tell me that you are just asking because you are being "genuinely" concern.
Genuine is when you rmb that i have a constant face that screams bitchh.
Genuine is when you rmb that YOU HAVE BEEN ASKING ME FOR THE UPTEEN TIME. AND THAT MY ANSWER IS ALWAYS THE SAME.
Genuine is when you know i hate it when you ask.
SAME THING WITH THE PHRASE : "CHILL LAH"
chill your head ARH.
go on. stuff your head into the freezer for 3 hours, then return and tell me to chill. I would listen this time ard.
so i think i am done now.
only for the fact that my mother is ranting about how much that relationship is valued and that i shouldn't be nice anymore.
ooh well, that is the price of telling her EVERYTHING.
Getting groped in phuture. My first clubbing experience . My first Crush. The people i stalk. My clubbing photos. My first shisha. That i watch porn "accidently". That i manipulate people alot. That i lie. That i fail. That i drank and throw up and cause the stench. That i am not popular. That i once hurt myself because i thought i was depressed. That cute guy with a cuter butt(she would snort and say, HANDSOME MEH? you need better taste). The list goes on...
I love you mommy.
I don't know what i would do without you.
I wonder how you cope with 2 babies (apparently my mum thinks i am exactly like smelly boy, more trouble than help. WHY? MY FAULT YOU SPOILT ME ISIT?!), a cranky brother and a DARK BLACK SINISTER FORCE.
Btw this is totally unnecessary but, my mum still washes my undergarment for me......
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