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Saturday, November 10, 2007, 11:23 PM

What's there more for me to say? All you ever wanted to do is humilate me. All you ever wanted to do is prove me wrong, treat me like some fucking asshole. All I wanted was a little thing for myself that I didn't have, and your mouth was like a gun, shooting bullets of insults and humiliating words, just to burst my bubble of happiness, materialistic happiness.

Go ahead, laugh at me, ignore me when all I said was "Hi", and got no reply from you, only to have to look at me like I'm some kind of stranger. Stop trying to say I'm a loner just because I didn't mix well with you all last time. Just because you all think I'm the loner when you were the ones who made me the loner. I talked to you all, but all you did was talk among yourselves and ignored me, like I'm some fly on the wall, and yet you announce that I'm a loner.

Nevermind, its okay. I've accepted that. Maybe its better if I just left without a word and without a trace. Turn off my phone and don't reply to messages and missed calls. Because I know behind that "Are you okay?" message is someone who thinks I'm a loner because I didn't interact, when I was the damn victim of your arrogance. You saw the outcome of your arrogance when I, or rather you failed to interact with me. What wrong did I do? True, I was moody. Moody about what? About the way you fuckheads were treating me.

What for I kept all this inside me all this time? And what for I used up a post just to blare everything out? I don't find any relief in doing this. I don't find any pleasure in doing this. I don't see you suffering from your own poison. But just know that I don't deserve this, being a punching bag for you, so if you would like to flame me because I said all this, then go ahead. I won't be the one suffering inside. You'll be left with all your secrets and regrets, don't lie, its written all over your face, all over your actions.