bitch, i hate you.

Pengen bgt appear di blog gue? O, poser.

hate.

Ok, I'm sorry for the last post. But I split out facts, you know. So I just want to say that....

Why do you keep copying? Aren't you feeling that the people you copied their things they won't feel anything?

Why don't you have self-instinct? Why do you wanna be big things? Less is more.

Do you wanna be a fashion street styler? Well, let me see how smart you could mix all of the haute couture things with just a pair of jeans or sneakers.

I'm sorry I'm not showing off the pride. But it's just I hate the way you want to be known as a fashion styler, and btw you're fucking fake.

Tell me what's 2012 trends? Underwear that glows in the dark? or one-eye jewelries?

And obviously, I hate the way that you want to be known as beautiful, good dog, likeable, up-to-date, social, and how to make things look great.

Look, you keep copying till' my ass is fucking tired. You're the only one who makes me fucking stressful. If I die on your lap well that's because Y-O-U.
Can't you just make a fresh idea that comes from YOU? No matter how stupid it is, IT'S YOURS NOT OTHER'S.
Aren't you suffocating copying everyone?
Die bitch, die.
Slutty wannabes.