whatcha think?

i know that i aint those types of girls. those bitches who always get great boys. that's why there is always a question : WHY MEN MARRY BITCHES?
well, because they like naughty girls. and i am not a naughty girls.
i mean, does that mean im not gonna get a great future man?
OH PLEASE! have a life, i know that im not that type of girl, but at least i have a life.
i friend that is always there for me, and a boy who is always liked by me, and i aint need a boyfriend, na ah, not my time!

i love my life, and i love cobra starship. i love being wet and sweaty, and i love to sleep and snore. i love lady gaga, and i want to be a wild as her without losing any controls. i love to make people see the way i see people, because i dont judge, i taste. i taste how people treat me, and if it tastes bad, and i dont swallow. i thro it up. yes, i throw up things. OF COURSE.

i make long posts like Gabe Saporta, i wish i cpuld sleep with him, but when he is with me and he wants to sleep with me, i will totally say no, because, im just brave in my words, but please, hold my words, becuase sometimes, my words can make you cry and feel sorry for me because im just too bastard to live.

i always say to my friends, "you dont know how dirty i am.", and yes, i am dirty, nasty, and yucky. but, no, i say myself as an attractive girl, a bad girl who is always up to something bad. i like to mess with people, and i like to get out there as a winner. but, i hate competitions.

i am bossy because i want to be a boss.

i dont say im good, because i talk about bad things with myself, and oftenly with my friends. i chat around with people i wanna shat with, and kick ass when it's time to kick some ass. im a poker face, and i like to make people jealous, mad, angry, sad with me. but i always love to make people happy.

uh, i say lotsa bad words, and i say thing that i wanna say. they just come out of my mouth so quickly, even quicker than quick sand. i even once wish to be killed by some sort of medicines, or get hit by a car, be a billionare and die rich, kill my math teacher but i just cant because she is just too smart and amazing, and stuff. i say the truth when i hate people.

i say it by my words and my sayings, and look, and the way i see them. i give hateness and hateful look and i see the people that i really hate. and i hit people. i punch people and i wanna punch you.

you can stay away from me if you like.

i like to be just myself, i wish i could be so spoiled liek my sister, and i am selfish, incredibly selfish. i say myself as an amazing person, becuase when i do good things, my heart and my mind always give me a standing applause. im proud of myself.

what is in denial anyway?

i smile everytime i want to smile, and laugh a little when i want to, esp. when i remeber something cute and funny. i scream when i want to. and i cal people the way i want. i laugh so hard and loud, and some of my bithy shitty friends call me a freak. I AINT A FREAK BITCH! i aint a freak. but i say myself as a freak, when i want to, but nobody, NOBODY can judge me.
everytime when they say im a freak, i always say : oh, ya. (with a simple smile.)

i know that my blog isnt as amazing as theirs, as those amazing, beautiful girls. but baby baby baby, i dont blog because i want to be read by you, i blog because i love to!!!!!! i dont need those counters to count how many people have seen my stuff, i dont need anybody to read this blog, or the other blog becausde i love this blog, and i love blogging! i love writing, and i want to be a writer some day. i will.

im still me as long as i still get an F on my math tests.

i know that im not as smart as my brother, as strong and amazing as my sister, and as cute and brave as my little sister, but i need respect! i still say myself as an amazing and attractive girl without anybody telling me, even though im not, i dont give a damn. because im still me, and i love being me.

i dont get support, i dont care, even though i need some, i dont care, because sometime those supports make me dont touch the ground and always feel fly, i dont need to get fly high away, because all i need is to feel normal and amazing just like i say i am. im amazing because i do things alone, without anybody helping and bossing around.

i am me. and guess what, i love it! and i am a girl of independent.