NOTES TO MYSELF

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Bloody Hell

Seriously, I am beyond angry. This is shit, shit, shit, shit, and shit.

Bloody hell. I am beyond pissed off. This kind of anger is only evoked by regret for me. I bloody regret having waited for Rob. What was I thinking? Oh right, the perpetual yearning of being a good girl in order to be loved in return. Right, that one. Fucking patriarchy. I fucking regret having waited for Rob. What am I? An idiot?

And there is nothing I hate more than feeling like an idiot. I couldn't help what I did, but I can most certainly change what I am doing and what I am going to do.

Bloody hell.

If you think I am the kind of woman that would take a hit and stay at the same place to be hit twice, think again.

O-V-E-R M-Y D-E-A-D B-O-D-Y, you wanker.

I have had it. I don't regret what I have done; there was no way of knowing it's a mistake until it's a mistake, but damn if I make the same mistake twice.

Bloody hell, I am moving on.

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