i am not making fun of Jesus or anything. i just thought it sounded more appropriate cause i didnt want to use His name.
my heart aches with dismay (at most of the things that are going on right now) fuck you and you and you and you and you.
yah yah, spoilt brat. boo. sadness.
and so i wish i live in spore where my social circle seem a tad filled with real-life remotely friendly acquaintances and then maybe (just maybe) i wont be so hard-up desperate for your feeble attention.
meanwhile, i shall find myself something else to do. let's see if that free online french course ends up decent for the clothes i got online were a total pretty much a scam (think clothes came, looks like the picture, but has horrible cutting fit for a pillar. yup.).
ta-ta.
xoxo.
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