Nicotine much?
2:23 PM“ We are all a little damaged. Some of us hide it better than others, and others just have in different ways than most. But on some level we are all torn up. We take it out on others and beat through life carrying it all and we will end up damaging someone else. And most of the time we won’t even notice or bother to care, because we are busy with our little disaster, that we call life.
And I'm fighting this tears, I'm battling your accusations, I'm holding on to what I have, I'm trying so hard to end this misery. I'm your daughter, your flesh n' blood. You'd rather trust that nose of yours and accuse me of smoking in your toilet. Well, c'mon, I trust that you're not that imbecile to think I'd actually smoke in the comfort of our own house. Ha! Even if I do smoke, I'll tell you this, I'll never smoke in the premises of this house, mind you. Fuck, fancy you having ruined my morning, and leaving me with no lunch! To think that you even went to the extent of posting sth as ridiculous as " Your mom is dead " on my Facebook wall.
You merely detected a scent of tobacco n' found a cigarette case in my bag n' there you go. Even when I was armed with a lighter the other time, you said, I was smoking. Haha! What a joke, :-) Go on, go on, I'll prove you wrong, someday. The cigarette case is empty too, EMPTY. Or you wanna smell my fingers, smell my mouth? Go ahead. Inform my dad bout this, tell him he has a bad daughter too, one who smokes, booze n' clubs. Go on, tell everyone bout my underage smoker friends, n' the bad influence they have on me.
I don't mind my friends smoking, and it doesn't even pinch me a wee bit if they're 16 or 61, cuz' they lead their lives that way. I admit my boy smokes, and I don't mind that's why we're together. And it's not like you don't know I'm always with people who smoke. Smoking kills. But it kills more, when you're my mother, and I'm your daughter, yet we're on this battlefield. Huh, start cold war already lah.
Well, I'd apologize.
I'm at fault for having a cigarette case this time. But I swear I fucking didn't smoke in your toilet.
I hate it when you've wronged me n' still think you're right.
I hate it when I'm already in tears n' yet you can't tell right from wrong.
I hate it when you're trying so hard to dig out what truth I still have to hide even though I've already admitted to everything.
And lastly, you've ruined today. Bye. )':
WHY? WHY THE FUCK AM I CRYING LIKE A BITCH?
I shouldn't be.
Move along, move along, to make it thru.
Where were you, when I needed you? WHERE!?
)': )': )':
Bye bitches, don't smoke, smoking kills.
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