Profanities. I hate it.

Now my Tumblr showed 24 new posts. STOP PLAYING WITH ME. FUCK YOU ALL.

This one considered as fate a not? I'm seriously going crazy. -.-

Fuck la. Everywhere see also 24242424242424242424 this number. Chinese paper come back, 24.5 out of 70. Fucking hell much?

Fun uh, to play with my feelings like that?

Is it that difficult to reply one text? What's more I sent so many fucking texts. And you replied none.

Seeing you just now makes me wanna die too. Everything's just so awkward. Fml.

I miss you so badly that I think I can die.

What the fuck did I do so wrongly that you must be treating me like this? Fml fml fml fml fml fml.

Walk home halfway, cry. What the fuck.