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Utter Garbage

by notanotherblogger @ Monday, 14. Jul, 2008 - 11:59:03

Oh this is a piece of crap, I'm so pissed off, all I wanted to do was comment on someone elses blog, but I've had it up to here with these arseholes, maybe I didn't really need to, but I did and what a bloody waste of my precious time it was. I have plenty of time really however it is still a pain in the rear. So that's all I'm saying or blogging about just now, go on report me, you know you want to, go on, it'll make you feel better about yourself, and anyway, you don't want scum like me dirtying your blogosphere now , do you?????
If you've not got the balls to do it, then FUCK OFF, get the fuck outta here, you fucking arseholes that you are.
Fuck, bastard, shite, fuck, bastard shite.

WHOOOOO, I feel better now. I nearly virtually lost it there. I think that I've got, or virtually got "Tourettes Syndrome" I dunno, maybe yes, and maybe you're all a bunch of fucking wankers, now fuck off,bastards, shite, fuck.
Tourettes is it? My fucking arse it is, I'll tell you that my good man. I've virtually lost it, I'm talking to myself in a virtual world, or am I? I don't fucking know, don't come round here asking stupid fucking shitty questions like that you fucking arsehole that you are. . That's it let it all out of your system. Oh this is Utter Garbage!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


 
 

Faker?

by notanotherblogger @ Monday, 14. Jul, 2008 - 08:00:34

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I do not think that I need a lift
I’d rather walk than be in your car
Yesterday was the day we agreed
I waited, pondering, where you are
I know you said it was not the end
I know you wanted to remain friends

You faker, you faker, you were never there
You faker, you faker, I refuse to share
You faker, you faker, I don’t need your love
You faker, you faker, You have had enough

All of your charm, all of your gifts
I’ve thrown them out the window
I’m cleaning my house, don’t want your smell
So now that's it, and I want you to know
If we ever meet again, it’ll be too soon
The next time we meet there'll be a blue moon

You faker, you faker, please drop the pretence
You faker, you faker, you have no defence
You faker, you faker, I believed your lies
You faker, you faker, don’t apologise

I thought I knew you, at least who you were
It came as a lightening bolt from the blue
Is there anything in your world not fake?
Thinking, wondering, who on Earth are you?
I've now changed the locks on my front door
So you can't bother me anymore

You faker, you faker, money in the bank?
You faker, you faker, your breath really stank
You faker, you faker, you’re a filthy rat
You faker, you faker, I'm not your pussy cat
You faker, you faker, I know all about her
You faker, you faker, you'll make a lovely pair
You faker, you faker, you never really loved me
You faker, you faker, that’s the worst of reality

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