Friday, July 08, 2005
Why don't you kill me?
You hate me
You named me a devil and a bitch
You banned me from friendships
You want everyone to hate me as much as you do
You want to make the whole world knows what you have opinioned about me
You destroy my images
You twisted every stories
You make gossips on me
AND
I do not hate you, it's just that I do not respect you anymore
I call you a jerk for sure (one day, you will be call a bastard)
I banned you, too, just from me, not from the world 'cos there is no hope of friendships
I do not want everyone to hate you, I spare you from being hatred by keeping my mouth shut (If I did open my mouth, you would be a goner)
I do not make unnecessary comments on you when no one asks, unlike you spreading some diseases
I do not attempt to destroy your images 'cos I am telling people the truth, vice versa for you
I do not twist the stories
I don't make gossips on you (apparently your no.1 skills is to gossip and to lie and to talk bad things about your own friends to me)
And here's what I got...
bunch of foes, thanks to you. Sometime when all we do is to help, the other parties seem to try so hard to destroy you completely.
I wish I were born as evil as you are...then of course, I would win this game long before you do.
I play things fair and square. To my surprise, a gentleman like you cheat the games. Ah well, a devil is a devil, though I am no saint, at least I don't want and I will not make your world turns upside down like you have done to me.
Let's the world judge us.
Just one more question, Why don't you just kill me? That's the only thing you have not done so far...whilst you can, go and kill me. I won't scream. After all, I am dying now.