fitrifarina.
I procrastinate. I take photographs. I draw. I dream big.

You know why i dont feel guilty bitching about anyone?

I spent my life with people bitching right infront of my face and i did nothing about it entitles me to bitch about anyone i want, where i want and what i want. Why should i be guilty? I grew up with people calling me names and me being the obscure, shy and timid one will either ignore, shrug or laugh it off. The world is enough with people like my sister who thinks that the world revolves around them. They think they are so smart and pretty and that the world are at their command that they can dehumanise people anytime or anyhow they want.

Dont give me that bullshit about how emo this entry is. FUCK those stupid brainless people who think its nice to be emotional, depressed and angsty. If they fucking think it fucking nice to be fucking depressed then they are fucking wrong. I rather be happy without caring about anything in the world. And yes, im angry. Im very angry at people who pushed me, who never spare a thought for me. And if they think that they can continue pushing me around, then you have another think coming on.

To quote from Hulk, "You wont like me when im angry."
and the thing is, im not joking.

I'm through with doubt7:28 AM