Thursday, March 25, 2010

There is limit to every fucking thing

Dear you :

If you think I am talking about you. Then it's you.

Seriously, when you're in a relationship. Every part of you fucking change so much. It's not only me who realized it. If it's 1, 2 times its fine. But it's all the time when we're out with you. Can you stop it?

I hate to go out happily, after work, and wanting to meet my friends. But you just have to show the face. You know how annoying is it? You know? Really? Don't fucking come tell me you're tired, it's just a fucking excuse.

Hate to tell you this, but, I AM SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU.

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