Saturday, September 23, 2006 2:55 PM
if you don't know me, don't pretend that you do.
i guess i'm just finicky about such things and i do so dislike it when people think i'm something that i'm not. it's so irritating. who are you to know what my life is, you whose life is all stable and nice and full of fluff? don't go and give me that face and try to tell me that i don't know what suffering is. you don't know what i'm going through and stop trying to act like you know me through and through. just go away. i've no time to deal with airheads like you who think they've seen the world when all they've gone through is a meagre slice of life.
shoo.