a girl's weapon.

"I perceived, of course, the drift of my interlocutor.
Jealousy
had got hold of him: she stung him; but the sting was salutary: it gave him respite from the gnawing fang of melancholy. I would not, therefore, immediately charm the snake."

- Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte


Champagne for my real friends, shame for my dog friends.
Jan 30, 2010 @ 1/30/2010


My world has gone upside down. It's not that perfect dream world anymore. Friends turned into enemies and enemies turned into friends. I know it's wrong, but I like it this way. And we'll see who's gonna win this war. Yes, you. It's a war between you and me. 

Shameful feller.

You think you're pityful, but you're not. And nobody's gonna sympathy you guys. You're on you're own now, and everyone would like to see you suffer. Why do you want people to curse you and being hated? Why don't you want people to love you more? You all should be ashamed of yourself. Just look at you guys. You think you're awesome but you're just some average girls. You want fame so desperately, why is it so important? Does fame make you rich? Does fame make you smart? That's why I don't understand you guys.

And you guys think you're some fucking princesses, but you're wrong. You're just a bunch of spoilt  little brats. Most of all, I don't hang out nor entertain useless people like you.

Dickheads. :P


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