You know, the sort of feeling you get when someone says something affectionate towards you, that it steals your breath away? you'd think that you're in love but in the end, they're just making it sound surreal when its not. they're making it sound as if something happened, when there clearly isn't.
The sort of feeling you get when someone eats you up and spat you away like you're some sort of rubbish, tasting filthy in their mouth. and all you want to do is beat the crap out of that someone, eventhough you used to like them or whatever shit.
and hell, i can't wait to do that.




yeah, i'm sensing it right now and being sick left me thinking. and ohboy, did i do alot of thinking. its as though i want to sever all ties with you. i'm sounding childish right now but why should you care? when you have the fucking guts to lie to me and to have said it straight at my face. ohwell, not really. it was over the phone. but if it was in my face, i swear, i'd have slapped your face so hard that i'll leave my imprints on that face of yours. i know that this is raking up the past but seeing your face, makes me ohso mad, that i have to blog about it somehow. i know in the end, it was my fault for everything. initiating it and ending it. you name it, i've done it all. but tell me, how would you like it if i lied to you after toying with your feelings by saying, "i made a promise to my ex that i'd go back with him. but i had a great time with you though." yeah, thats what you told me. not fully like that, but that was roughly the idea. i couldn't be bothered what are your words exactly. but i did remember you said "fuck you!" to me jus because i bloody stood you up. guess what? i remembered you telling me she did that to you but i don't remember you spitting vulgarities at her. i spent lorryloads of tears after you said that to me. i spent hours contacting you and yes, i fully remembered what you told me. "you should know what you've done" yes! in my face you told me that. i felt like just smacking you up your ass and tell you what an asshole you really are. there and then, but i was too foolish back then.




whatever, got sidetracked. my point is that you really are an asshole who thinks that people do the mistakes and you don't. you think of negative thoughts and that's why its a loss. and i'm sure you'll be reading this post, a hate post to be exact. i don't know why i'm even blogging about this when its like over. but i woke up thinking about it. and i felt the urge to blog about it, hatred. i guess i'm not using my common sense with this post. but hell yeah, hostility is thickening within me. and i assume, your blog will be flooded with hate posts dedicated to me. yes me, DHAIFINA. someone who knocks the common sense into you. so tell me dude, if you hadn't judge or even think negatively, would all this happen? possibly no right? maybe its not in my place to say. but wake-up, thats all i'm asking for.




and i have no idea i had all this hatred bottled in me. guess i'm still a kid for being childish and what not. and oh, i'm immature and childish but i know when to grow up. my words may sting but at least, i don't go around toying and beating around the bush. yeah, i'm a pthetic little twerp with alot of words to spare. and i'm a little fuckhead who goes around dedicating hate post. oh sheesh. whatever. you got me boiling up anyway. a pathetic little shithead, thats what i am. and oh! thankyou for making me that. =)))
here's a cheers to you okeh!






oh okay dhaii. shut the fuck up.