I write really nasty stuff when I’m angry,which is precisely why you rarely read any angry posts these days. Sometimes there are some things which are better left unsaid no matter how much you’d love to get your point across to the other side. That comes with maturity too of course, no more reading between lines on my end; I’m still amused by how people don’t seem to realize that I’m almost immune to negative remarks and there’s a reason why you don’t really come across hate comments; because you’d sound obnoxiously silly. Anger is probably one of the easiest emotion to trigger, its like lighting up a fuse up on your head; and it takes a lot to build patience and maturity to park that aside.

So here’s to a couple of people, you know who you are; pretty kiddy stuff I know, just deal with it this once.

1. I don’t know if I’ve ever gave you the impression that I’m the nicest girl alive wtf that I’ll never bite, either that or I’m some clueless chick who sticks her head deep inside a hole so deep that my sense of visual and smell; both blinded. You can go ahead and play your tricks, assuming that you’ve got the upper hand and you posting nonsense as if I’ve just been around on the world wide web. Firstly, please get your lazy fingers typing over google and find out who you’re dealing with; you have no idea what I’m capable of doing to embarrass you and literally ink a tattoo over on google about you. Childish shit I know, thats precisely why you don’t see me doing these nonsense getting angry ranting it out here. Don’t for a second think that I couldn’t smell your whore like stench since you know when, messing around with people’s mind and sorry I don’t do games. We definitely have nothing in common and please don’t disgrace yourself.  There’s a fine line between an act of kindness and an act of multi-layered intentions, so if you would ever assume that being great at where you are right this moment; bitch, I’ve been there and done that. History should always remain where it is in the past, you want to dig up old thrash; then you’ve definitely earned a place in the recycle bin.
2. I’m not exactly mad at you but you’ve clearly let me down. Everything in my life is build around honesty and trust, but sadly knowing me well enough; you chose to wreck that bridge apart. All it takes is just one wrong move to ruin something beautiful so please don’t ask me why you’re drifting so far away. I’ve always loved you from the start regardless of what you’ve said and done, regardless of what was real and what wasn’t; I guess you’ll never know how much you love till you’ve lost it.
3. You, I love. I love you too much that it makes me sad at times knowing that you don’t seem to realize how it was almost impossible for me to be in that state of mind again. It seems like I’m constantly surrounded by people who wants to love me and people who I love that takes me for granted over and over again. Its almost I have a tag stating “I’m nice, I love and I love being taken for granted” written all over my forehead. I guess as much that it has always been in me that I tend to just give without expecting anything in return, which usually leads to situations where people keep assuming that I’ll always be that nice wtf.Call me an idiot but frankly the one thing that I can never tolerate is being taken for granted.It really, really drives me away.

Okay maybe this wasn’t such an angry post after all. See I told you, it takes a lot to make me angry these days. Just to end this post, lets just say that I’ve once been the biggest bitch in town and I know all the moves; so don’t for a second think that I can’t read gestures. Being observant and highly sensitive towards surroundings is a pre-requisite to do well in my field of work, so yeah; please do push my buttons. As for my innocent readers, sorry; just taking my chill pill.

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Posted on Sunday, January 23rd, 2011 in Cheerio thinks a lot, Past, Personal Writing Masterpieces. Subscribe to this comment feed. Leave a response, or trackback from your own site.