Dear Peter,
It's pretty lame and anti-sisterhood to go after another gal's man. I mean, we all know how super-douchey that is. I don't hate you because you did, in fact, end up with him in the end. The truth is he's kind of a tool himself. You guys probably deserve each other.
No, I'm pretty sure I just hate you because I feel so superior to you. I think you're pretty and you may well be smart but I'm both prettier and smarter. And funnier. OK, you have bigger boobs, but you have a fat ass. You could bounce a quarter off these buns! I know, I know, I'm being petty. But everytime I see your face on Facebook it makes me annoyed. I mean, you must be pretty desperate for approval and pretty warped about social convention to add his mother even though you've never met her. It's creepy, dude.
I hope you enjoy the inevitable downward spiral that most of his relationships take due to his inability to act like an adult and get his shit together. I also hope that you have fun with that family, because, guess what: They're the most ridiculous band of utter and complete fucking narcissists that has ever existed. And he's the worst one.
Do you want to know what the best part of this is? When I meet you in person I'll be really nice. Because I'm still friends with ol' Narcissucky I'll put my best foot forward. I'll be funny and engaging and really friendly. I'll even probably compliment your outfit or your lipgloss or your hair or whatever. You'll think I'm the kindest and most welcoming person on the planet, and you'll be right. I'm very cool.
But deep down you and I both know the truth. There really isn't any comparison between you and I. I am better than you. I am superior. Because I, unlike you, don't fuck with other people's boyfriends. And believe me when I say I've had opportunity. I know that to do something like that diminishes me as a human being. And I'm not willing to become less awesome just for a tawdry flirtation. If only you'd waited until we were broken up. I wouldn't have beef. If only I'd been wrong when I told him I thought you were interested. He told me I was being jealous and crazy. I wasn't, as it turned out. I'm just intuitive.
When you come here and visit you'll probably like me. Because I'm great. And you'll probably like my new boyfriend, who is an actual adult and also extremely cool. But I wouldn't try anything with him, sweetie. He's a real man, and I don't think you could handle one of those.
See you soon, Peter! xo
Monday, November 16, 2009
I HATE PETER WHO IS MY EX-GIRLFRIEND
I hate your Peter! You fucked up my life good! I thought you loved me! well obviously not as much as you said! You chose her over me yet you still kept your grip on ME! 'oh but baby we're still so connected and you doing that hurts me' BULLSHIT you bitch! I'm not some slave-woman who you can keep at your beck-and-fucking-call! You're not my fucking girlfriend anymore so get a grip on your fucking feelings or fuck off out of my life!
Even AFTER you decided to let your iron grip slacken, you still treat me like fucking shit! 'best friends forever' you said! 'whats happened wont get in the way of our friendship' you said! well thats just fucking great! I would have liked that! But nooooo its too hard to even fucking well tell me whats going on in your fucking life! or even that you've fucking well changed you're mind about being good friends! and ONCE AGAIN my opinion doesnt fucking well matter. YOU want to be 'just basic friends' or in other words, you dont have the fucking guts to call any of it off!
Cos you know what? I still fucking love you!!! you put me through so much pain and anger yet all you would have to do is say 'baby come back' and i'd fucking well crawl back! and i fucking hate that! but what i hate more is you pushing me out of your fucking life. you don't seem to understand how much i still care... that i still want to be completely involved. even if its solely on a friends basis! but i can't deal with being pushed away! especially not your fucked up way of doing it!
You fucked me up good Peter! I can't live with you and I can't fucking well live without you. And now I've met a perfectly nice girl and I'm so fucked up in the head that I don't know what the fuck I'm doing any more! And then you have the GALL to tell me that you're considering leaving the other woman anyway. And if you do? Well you can go fuck yourself! Cos that will hurt me far more than anything else you could ever possibly fucking well do!
Get fucked Peter. You never really did love me did you???
-Fucked over in Australia
Even AFTER you decided to let your iron grip slacken, you still treat me like fucking shit! 'best friends forever' you said! 'whats happened wont get in the way of our friendship' you said! well thats just fucking great! I would have liked that! But nooooo its too hard to even fucking well tell me whats going on in your fucking life! or even that you've fucking well changed you're mind about being good friends! and ONCE AGAIN my opinion doesnt fucking well matter. YOU want to be 'just basic friends' or in other words, you dont have the fucking guts to call any of it off!
Cos you know what? I still fucking love you!!! you put me through so much pain and anger yet all you would have to do is say 'baby come back' and i'd fucking well crawl back! and i fucking hate that! but what i hate more is you pushing me out of your fucking life. you don't seem to understand how much i still care... that i still want to be completely involved. even if its solely on a friends basis! but i can't deal with being pushed away! especially not your fucked up way of doing it!
You fucked me up good Peter! I can't live with you and I can't fucking well live without you. And now I've met a perfectly nice girl and I'm so fucked up in the head that I don't know what the fuck I'm doing any more! And then you have the GALL to tell me that you're considering leaving the other woman anyway. And if you do? Well you can go fuck yourself! Cos that will hurt me far more than anything else you could ever possibly fucking well do!
Get fucked Peter. You never really did love me did you???
-Fucked over in Australia
I HATE PETER WHO WOULD RATHER CHOOSE HIS GAMES THAN ME
To Peter,
I love you so much but what you do just makes me think I should leave. You would rather choose your games then me and being around yours makes me feel ignored.
I know I'm not the perfect person, least perfect but I wish you never say that you love me, because if you did you wouldn't spend 90% of the time on the computer or PS3. Peter I care so much about you and I am still mending a broken heart, but its breaking more and more as you ignore me and treat me like shit.
That's a lie not like shit, but as someone that you will cuddle, have sex with or be close to when you want it, never when I do. It always revolves around you and I don't know what to do anymore :(
Peter I am confused and if this carries on then I might just stay on the streets, as it would be easier then putting up with being ignored and shoved on the computer or PS3 because you want to do something.
Peter, I love you and I love you more and more each day and I hope you read this because it saves me from saying it and looking at your hurt face, but then at least you will know how I feel.
Mosher Bunny
I love you so much but what you do just makes me think I should leave. You would rather choose your games then me and being around yours makes me feel ignored.
I know I'm not the perfect person, least perfect but I wish you never say that you love me, because if you did you wouldn't spend 90% of the time on the computer or PS3. Peter I care so much about you and I am still mending a broken heart, but its breaking more and more as you ignore me and treat me like shit.
That's a lie not like shit, but as someone that you will cuddle, have sex with or be close to when you want it, never when I do. It always revolves around you and I don't know what to do anymore :(
Peter I am confused and if this carries on then I might just stay on the streets, as it would be easier then putting up with being ignored and shoved on the computer or PS3 because you want to do something.
Peter, I love you and I love you more and more each day and I hope you read this because it saves me from saying it and looking at your hurt face, but then at least you will know how I feel.
Mosher Bunny
I HATE PETER WHO IS SO BLOODY PIOUS
I HATE YOU PETER for being so bloody pious although the affair was 16years ago the deception the hurtful words still hurts, silent tears fall every day, I am supposed to trust you with this other woman that you are so friendly with well let me tell you itsher I trust ,she is to intelligent to want to have an affair with you, not like the common dip stick from years ago I have no illusions you would have her pants down in a flash if you thought she would let you I deserve some peace in my later years,I only stay with you because I am to tired to start again,Life with you is not terrible its
just not certain,The wrong person just needs to come along,and I will have to go through it again only this time I am not as strong who knows how I will cope.
YOU ARE A FUCKING BASTARD
just not certain,The wrong person just needs to come along,and I will have to go through it again only this time I am not as strong who knows how I will cope.
YOU ARE A FUCKING BASTARD
I HATER PETER WHO IS ALCOHOLIC
So, look, Peter.
I hated you. I really did. You were an alcoholic, you were neglectful, and you were just plain uncaring.
I mean, I dealt with you for 15 years that way. I think my hate for you is warranted.
You made me feel like absolute crap. I developed so many emotional and psychological issues because of the things you did.
And then you go and try to kill yourself.
You had promised you would never do that.
You're better now, and you're not drinking which I guess is good.
But I still have so much pent up aggression towards you.
You say that now it's your job to worry about the future and take responsibility, but it's so hard for me to accept that after years of doing things myself.
Fuck you Peter.
I hated you. I really did. You were an alcoholic, you were neglectful, and you were just plain uncaring.
I mean, I dealt with you for 15 years that way. I think my hate for you is warranted.
You made me feel like absolute crap. I developed so many emotional and psychological issues because of the things you did.
And then you go and try to kill yourself.
You had promised you would never do that.
You're better now, and you're not drinking which I guess is good.
But I still have so much pent up aggression towards you.
You say that now it's your job to worry about the future and take responsibility, but it's so hard for me to accept that after years of doing things myself.
Fuck you Peter.
I HATE PETER WHO IS A STUPID, STUPID BOY
I know hate is a strong word, but I HATE YOU PETER, you slimeball who is a stupid stupid boy.
Fuck you, for being such a woman.
You always act so righteous and think that you're right when you downright bloody wrong.
I hate you for forcing me to tell you things even when I don't want to.
It's up to ME even if it's important or not. Peter, I hate you for saying things that you don't mean at all.
Remember when you forgave me but still kept on pressing on that particular issue after a few days?
Yea, what happened to forgive and forget Peter? Did that slip your tiny brain?
Or when you said the meanest things like " You're the worst kind" ?
But you meant that as a joke just to have some conversation. Suave moves smooth operator and then YOU started to IGNORE ME. Fuck, I even started talking to you first so YOU won't feel bad, but you still ignored me. Who the fuck do you think you are Peter?
Peter, you're the worst among anyone that I've ever known. And I mean it.
I hate it when you get so bloody sensitive about any damn thing.
I've had enough of your stupid antics betch.
P/S: I hate you.
Fuck you, for being such a woman.
You always act so righteous and think that you're right when you downright bloody wrong.
I hate you for forcing me to tell you things even when I don't want to.
It's up to ME even if it's important or not. Peter, I hate you for saying things that you don't mean at all.
Remember when you forgave me but still kept on pressing on that particular issue after a few days?
Yea, what happened to forgive and forget Peter? Did that slip your tiny brain?
Or when you said the meanest things like " You're the worst kind" ?
But you meant that as a joke just to have some conversation. Suave moves smooth operator and then YOU started to IGNORE ME. Fuck, I even started talking to you first so YOU won't feel bad, but you still ignored me. Who the fuck do you think you are Peter?
Peter, you're the worst among anyone that I've ever known. And I mean it.
I hate it when you get so bloody sensitive about any damn thing.
I've had enough of your stupid antics betch.
P/S: I hate you.
I HATE PETER WHO IS A LYING BITCH
I HATE you. I HATE you so much. You completely led me on, and then even pretended to be friends, all the time while you just used me. Every second of the day I am reminded of how much I used to love you. Why did I put myself through that? You're a lying bitch, and I HATE you. You say you miss me when I ignore you, but you don't. I don't care how much you still want me to sit and listen to your whining all day, but I'm sick of it and I'm sick of you. I have one regret this year, and that's knowing you. Why did you do this to me? I HATE you for it. I don't see how anyone else can stand you. I wish I never had to see you again. I hate you, Peter.
I HATE PETER WITH THE MINUSCULE PENIS
Dear Peter,
You are a douchebag, and you are retarded. I don't understand why I still talk to you, but I suppose it must be the entertainment value you provide in the way you let me walk all over you, then come crawling back to me, begging me for forgiveness when I'm the one who's hurt you. It also could be the $100 you owe me that I could sorely use.
Yes, we dated once. Over the internet. More years past than I care to even count. For some inexplicable reason, I liked your personality... and then I met you. Ok, so you were fat and unattractive, even though you led me to believe differently online. I... tolerated it, and I shoved your fat face between my thighs because you were certainly not going to attempt to try and penetrate me with that minuscule sorry little excuse for a penis. Then, a few months later, I met someone offline, we hit it off, and I tried my best to let you down gently so I could move on to a REAL relationship. You hounded me for months afterwards, calling me daily, faking stabbing yourself, and even making up a new girlfriend as a lame attempt to get me jealous when I couldn't manage to care less. It was hard on you, I know. With the way you're acting now, I wish I had been vicious and callous.
After all that you went through, you still look back so disgustingly fondly on that pathetic little blue-balled week we spent together. I don't want to hear you say that you think "it's fate" that we were brought together. I barely remember most of that damn week, and I'm glad that I don't, but I don't need you reminiscing about it to me like it was some match made in Heaven. If you want to daydream about "our" past, you do it on your own. Learn some fucking boundaries. Your nostalgia makes me want to vomit.
Also, your role-playing is pathetic. Development, what? All your characters basically have the same personality and cannot live without some girl (which apparently MUST be played by me) to ogle and bone at every opportunity. A war could be raging all around our characters, and all you'd notice is the bounce of her tits while thinking about the next chance you have to screw her. And then, the sex is pathetic and boring! It's the same thing, over and over again. Be it in normal game, or in the tiny sex scenes, I have to be the one thinking for you and your shitty-ass character. C'mon, you've been RPing for fucking ages and you still haven't changed a bit!
Girl Nerdrage in Oregon
You are a douchebag, and you are retarded. I don't understand why I still talk to you, but I suppose it must be the entertainment value you provide in the way you let me walk all over you, then come crawling back to me, begging me for forgiveness when I'm the one who's hurt you. It also could be the $100 you owe me that I could sorely use.
Yes, we dated once. Over the internet. More years past than I care to even count. For some inexplicable reason, I liked your personality... and then I met you. Ok, so you were fat and unattractive, even though you led me to believe differently online. I... tolerated it, and I shoved your fat face between my thighs because you were certainly not going to attempt to try and penetrate me with that minuscule sorry little excuse for a penis. Then, a few months later, I met someone offline, we hit it off, and I tried my best to let you down gently so I could move on to a REAL relationship. You hounded me for months afterwards, calling me daily, faking stabbing yourself, and even making up a new girlfriend as a lame attempt to get me jealous when I couldn't manage to care less. It was hard on you, I know. With the way you're acting now, I wish I had been vicious and callous.
After all that you went through, you still look back so disgustingly fondly on that pathetic little blue-balled week we spent together. I don't want to hear you say that you think "it's fate" that we were brought together. I barely remember most of that damn week, and I'm glad that I don't, but I don't need you reminiscing about it to me like it was some match made in Heaven. If you want to daydream about "our" past, you do it on your own. Learn some fucking boundaries. Your nostalgia makes me want to vomit.
Also, your role-playing is pathetic. Development, what? All your characters basically have the same personality and cannot live without some girl (which apparently MUST be played by me) to ogle and bone at every opportunity. A war could be raging all around our characters, and all you'd notice is the bounce of her tits while thinking about the next chance you have to screw her. And then, the sex is pathetic and boring! It's the same thing, over and over again. Be it in normal game, or in the tiny sex scenes, I have to be the one thinking for you and your shitty-ass character. C'mon, you've been RPing for fucking ages and you still haven't changed a bit!
Girl Nerdrage in Oregon
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I HATER PETER WHO STOLE MY PERFECT LIFE
Peter, you are the meanest person I have ever met on planet
You stole my perfect life
You screwed me up
Just looking at you makes me angry
Peter, I can't believe you treat people like that
You ignored me for no reason, you treated me like a doll
Now I don't even want to be with you like i had to before.
You said I am your best friend for life
But I'm not! You are a real fucking little bitch!
I don't understand how you get through like this every day
Even teachers and parents dislike you
You take self-pics in class with your laptop
I can see you making faces from the back
Just stop it, you are being stupid
I only wish I haven't met you in the first place
Leave me alone!
You stole my perfect life
You screwed me up
Just looking at you makes me angry
Peter, I can't believe you treat people like that
You ignored me for no reason, you treated me like a doll
Now I don't even want to be with you like i had to before.
You said I am your best friend for life
But I'm not! You are a real fucking little bitch!
I don't understand how you get through like this every day
Even teachers and parents dislike you
You take self-pics in class with your laptop
I can see you making faces from the back
Just stop it, you are being stupid
I only wish I haven't met you in the first place
Leave me alone!
I HATER PETER WHO IS MY GIRLFRIEND
Peter,
There is now a ringing sound in my ears. It never fades, it is always there. When I’m not thinking about it then I don’t hear it – but it is still there, I am just distracted. I can’t be sure exactly which loud noise or what abuse has caused it to be permanent, I can only guess at the sounds and vibrations that caused this discomfort, but I live with it now. Maybe I should have turned down the volume on my walkman, or not gone to so many nightclubs. I just wanted to be happy. But now my hearing is forever changed, I am forever needing to distract myself from the faint ringing that haunts every sound I will ever hear.
What you did is now a ringing pain in my heart. It never fades, it is always there. When I’m not thinking about it then I don’t feel it – but it is still there, I am just distracted. I can’t be sure exactly which fear or stress has caused it to be permanent, I can only guess at the mistakes and selfishness that caused this discomfort, but I live with it now. Maybe I should have toned down our relationship, or not been so supportive and selfless. I just wanted to be happy. But now my love is forever changed, I am forever needing to distract myself from the faint pain that haunts every love I will ever feel.
Peter. I tried to give you every opportunity and freedom so that we could be closer. And I am fighting the pangs of failure. How strong are we?
There is now a ringing sound in my ears. It never fades, it is always there. When I’m not thinking about it then I don’t hear it – but it is still there, I am just distracted. I can’t be sure exactly which loud noise or what abuse has caused it to be permanent, I can only guess at the sounds and vibrations that caused this discomfort, but I live with it now. Maybe I should have turned down the volume on my walkman, or not gone to so many nightclubs. I just wanted to be happy. But now my hearing is forever changed, I am forever needing to distract myself from the faint ringing that haunts every sound I will ever hear.
What you did is now a ringing pain in my heart. It never fades, it is always there. When I’m not thinking about it then I don’t feel it – but it is still there, I am just distracted. I can’t be sure exactly which fear or stress has caused it to be permanent, I can only guess at the mistakes and selfishness that caused this discomfort, but I live with it now. Maybe I should have toned down our relationship, or not been so supportive and selfless. I just wanted to be happy. But now my love is forever changed, I am forever needing to distract myself from the faint pain that haunts every love I will ever feel.
Peter. I tried to give you every opportunity and freedom so that we could be closer. And I am fighting the pangs of failure. How strong are we?
I HATE PETER WHO HAS A JOB
Dearest Peter, You're a fucking dickhead. How dare you have a job. How dare you have money from a job that you have. Who the fuck interviewed you? Who? Who in their right mind would offer a paying job... to you! Fuck you, Peter. Fuck you for having money that I know will go towards drugs. Not even good drugs. Fuck you for robbing other people despite the fact you have a job. Peter, I loathe you and I despise your employer. I'd turn you down if you applied for Oxfam, for christs' sake. You talentless prick. You unmotivated hoodrat. You fucking pansy-arsed twat. Also, Peter, you have a job. You have a job which you get money from. So, with this money, why do you still look like you've lived most of your life inside of a caravan. A shitty caravan. A shitty caravan... In a car park... In Hackney. Hackney! You've got less personality and character and intelligence and ambition than a rock. A shitty rock. In a car park. In Hackney. And yet you have a job... Whilst nice, hard-working, ambitious, clever, lovely people like me have no income to spend on good things... Like clothes, and hygiene. I'm too young to sign on, and why the fuck should I? Give me your job, Peter. You worthless piece of cytoplasm! I hate you so much, Peter.
From The Unemployed Majority
From The Unemployed Majority
I HATE PETER WHO CHEATED ON ME
I hate you for all the pain you have caused with your lies and affair,
You just don’t get it thats it still so fresh in my mind but I am the one that is to understand
You just don’t get it thats it still so fresh in my mind but I am the one that is to understand
I HATER PETER WHO IS MY DOCTOR
I HATE YOU PETER. I do I do I do I do I do I do!!
I understand that I'm sick, I understand you need to run these tests. I understand that all the symptoms I am showing are red flag warnings of a brain tumour, cancer, thyroid conditions, or any combination of the three.... Well, actually, I don't hate you Peter, you are very nice. BUT GODAMNIT IF YOU TRY TO FORCE A NEEDLE INTO MY ARM EVER AGAIN I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!!!!
I don't get it Peter, I told you I was horrified of needles, You saw me actually start to cry when you put the tourniquet around my arm. You heard me schreik when you attempted stabbing me the first time. Yes I know my mother was there to hold my hand, I know that you and my mother told me you were just going to pop the needle into my vein and take a bit of blood. You both told me that it wouldn't hurt.
You're both full of shit.
But then again, when I finally did calm down enough to let you poke me I know for a FACT that you missed my vein completely, and there you were trying to tell me that it wasn't working because I was hyperventilating. Peter, I'm not stupid.
So I told you that if I was ever going to willingly let someone take my blood I'd have to be sedated. I'm not kidding, you know how we rescheduled for tomorrow morning? I'm going to down some sleeping tabs and hardcore cough syrup and you know this. I think you'd prefer this, so you wont have to tell the Neurologist that I'm "Refusing treatment" again while my mom and me both yell at your for telling the good doctor blatant lies.
Regards,
"dying" but fighting.
P.S. I hope I get sick in your office. And I hope that any janitor is sick so you have to clean it up. >:D
I understand that I'm sick, I understand you need to run these tests. I understand that all the symptoms I am showing are red flag warnings of a brain tumour, cancer, thyroid conditions, or any combination of the three.... Well, actually, I don't hate you Peter, you are very nice. BUT GODAMNIT IF YOU TRY TO FORCE A NEEDLE INTO MY ARM EVER AGAIN I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!!!!
I don't get it Peter, I told you I was horrified of needles, You saw me actually start to cry when you put the tourniquet around my arm. You heard me schreik when you attempted stabbing me the first time. Yes I know my mother was there to hold my hand, I know that you and my mother told me you were just going to pop the needle into my vein and take a bit of blood. You both told me that it wouldn't hurt.
You're both full of shit.
But then again, when I finally did calm down enough to let you poke me I know for a FACT that you missed my vein completely, and there you were trying to tell me that it wasn't working because I was hyperventilating. Peter, I'm not stupid.
So I told you that if I was ever going to willingly let someone take my blood I'd have to be sedated. I'm not kidding, you know how we rescheduled for tomorrow morning? I'm going to down some sleeping tabs and hardcore cough syrup and you know this. I think you'd prefer this, so you wont have to tell the Neurologist that I'm "Refusing treatment" again while my mom and me both yell at your for telling the good doctor blatant lies.
Regards,
"dying" but fighting.
P.S. I hope I get sick in your office. And I hope that any janitor is sick so you have to clean it up. >:D
I HATER PETER WHO DATED MY BROTHER
"Peter" is a girl who dated my brother. She is a blonde sun damaged wrinkly old bint from East London.
I am "Loving my brother poor choice in women In London"
She is a sticky fingered, P*ss head. She cant socialize properly and doesn't know how to wash a dish or cook beans on toast. She sniffs drugs and constantly gets my brother into trouble when she is out.
She will conclude in her mind a smile from a polite chap is "rape" and they are guaranteed to get a Vodka or White wine face rinse, that depends on her poison of choice for that particular night.
She doesn't deserve my brother, he is always down and crying. She argues with my mother, sister, myself and brother from my brothers bed when she is asked to get up to come to the phone for eg.
She is lazy and unhygienic, loud and generally wasted. She once got on the roof when i told her drinks were on the house. (That last bit isn't true regarding the roof)
(No wander my brother got her 19 yr old mate up the duff two weeks ago)
LOLOLOLOL Life can be bliss after all. Shes 26 and looks 35, stay of those sun beds girlie's!!!!
I am "Loving my brother poor choice in women In London"
She is a sticky fingered, P*ss head. She cant socialize properly and doesn't know how to wash a dish or cook beans on toast. She sniffs drugs and constantly gets my brother into trouble when she is out.
She will conclude in her mind a smile from a polite chap is "rape" and they are guaranteed to get a Vodka or White wine face rinse, that depends on her poison of choice for that particular night.
She doesn't deserve my brother, he is always down and crying. She argues with my mother, sister, myself and brother from my brothers bed when she is asked to get up to come to the phone for eg.
She is lazy and unhygienic, loud and generally wasted. She once got on the roof when i told her drinks were on the house. (That last bit isn't true regarding the roof)
(No wander my brother got her 19 yr old mate up the duff two weeks ago)
LOLOLOLOL Life can be bliss after all. Shes 26 and looks 35, stay of those sun beds girlie's!!!!
I HATE PETER WHO IS MY MOM
Fuck you Peter. You told me that, “B’s are unacceptable in this household. You need to aim higher. If you fail this class or get anything lower than a B you’re paying for it, not me. You’re already going to get a C in your other class.” Thanks a FUCKton. Do you understand how hard I have worked to get these grades? I’M TAKING FUCKING COLLEGE CLASSES FULL-TIME AS A FUCKING 16 YEAR OLD. I studied so fucking hard and I got a B. A B IS REALLY FUCKING GOOD. Don’t fucking judge me until you try it. You’re just a 47 year-old bitch who can’t even get laid by her own fucking husband. Don’t you dare fucking judge ME. Look in the fucking mirror. Bitch.
I HATE PETER WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY BEST FRIEND
peter, you are the bitchiest person i have ever met in my life!
you called me a BFFL, and i guess you loved me as a best friend
but it was like if i was controlled by you all the time!
you treated me like a puppet or a doll, and when i told you that you're wrong,
you started saying mean stuff to me and acted like you didn't care!
i don't call THAT a best friend at all.
when you say bad things about my ex boyfriend, i was pissed at you!
just because you dislike him, it doesn't mean you have to yell your heart out to me
and you are so careless, i don't call you a nice or caring person
in fact, you give people less-self confidence by acting like you are the best and the others are not.
i don't call you pretty, even though you do,
you are a short fat ugly selfish fricking bitch who has a dark heart,
heaps of people hate you already and they know why i'm not with you anymore.
i wish you didn't come to my school and screwed up my school life
i wish i didn't meet you so i won't be this upset.
give me my peaceful life back, and get out of my sight, you irritate me all day!
and stop treating weak/ugly/quiet people like dirts. they have feelings as well.
if you keep doing this peter, you'll lose friends for sure!
now you stop and you shut up and stop being horrible
and you cheated me with my ex boyfriend, too! you were lying about what he said about me and stuff,
which made me believe you and i treated him a bit differently
and now i know you were joking, and i feel like a fool
when i'm with you, i feel like i'm making a fool of myself all the time
stop making me feel stupid
you ugly little bitch
you play with people's feelings
and it's not funny at all.
NOW STOP THINKING IT'S FUNNY AND GET OUT OF MY LIFE!
you called me a BFFL, and i guess you loved me as a best friend
but it was like if i was controlled by you all the time!
you treated me like a puppet or a doll, and when i told you that you're wrong,
you started saying mean stuff to me and acted like you didn't care!
i don't call THAT a best friend at all.
when you say bad things about my ex boyfriend, i was pissed at you!
just because you dislike him, it doesn't mean you have to yell your heart out to me
and you are so careless, i don't call you a nice or caring person
in fact, you give people less-self confidence by acting like you are the best and the others are not.
i don't call you pretty, even though you do,
you are a short fat ugly selfish fricking bitch who has a dark heart,
heaps of people hate you already and they know why i'm not with you anymore.
i wish you didn't come to my school and screwed up my school life
i wish i didn't meet you so i won't be this upset.
give me my peaceful life back, and get out of my sight, you irritate me all day!
and stop treating weak/ugly/quiet people like dirts. they have feelings as well.
if you keep doing this peter, you'll lose friends for sure!
now you stop and you shut up and stop being horrible
and you cheated me with my ex boyfriend, too! you were lying about what he said about me and stuff,
which made me believe you and i treated him a bit differently
and now i know you were joking, and i feel like a fool
when i'm with you, i feel like i'm making a fool of myself all the time
stop making me feel stupid
you ugly little bitch
you play with people's feelings
and it's not funny at all.
NOW STOP THINKING IT'S FUNNY AND GET OUT OF MY LIFE!
I HATE PETER WHO IS 5 PETERS
To Peter twatface.
I hate you so much, you are a selfish fuck and you dont listen to a word I have to say. "Why didnt you tell me you broke up with your girlfriend?" said Peter, I DID TWICE YOU FUCKING FUCKER I FUCKING HATE YOU.
You go on and on about this guy you're 'in love with' but hes just the same as every other fucking guy you meet. You'll become OCD psyco on him like you do with every guy, then he'll realise your a frigid retard who no one likes and will dump you.
Or, you'll introduce him to your someone and then he'll end up liking this SOMEONE and pulling them. IN YOUR FACE YOU FUCKING BITCH
You deserved that one
I said I was sorry for pulling Peter2 but Im not, and never will be.
Because he liked me and not you HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH
I cant even believe I fancied you
I make me sick for thinking this
Even though I have now grown to hate Peter2
I love him at the same time because I got one over on you there didn't I?
You go on like you're interested in my life but you blatently arent because you dont even listen to me you fucking fucker.
GO
GET
YOURSELF
HELP
MENTAL HELP
I really hate your selfishness, you're cocky little ways. I really hate how you're better than me at every damn subject they teach at our fucking hell hole of a school because you dont just get on with it, you RUB IT IN MY FACE LIKE THE BITCH YOU ARE
Tbh we arent even mates.
WHAT THE FUCK DID I SEE IN YOU
WHAT THE FUCK
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
You ask me what my status is about, and usually its you because you never fucking cease to annoy me
You're a whiney little bitch
And all your friends?
They hate you more than I do HAHAHA I SAID IT
I SAID WHAT EVERYONE KNOWS
HAHAHAHAHAHA
On a happier note, I'm really beginning to love Peter 3 who I'm currently texting. <3
Even if I am a mad pedo stalker.
PETER 4 & 5 ARE ALSO BEGINNING TO PISS ME OFF BECAUSE I ALWAYS TRY AND MAKE AN EFFORT BUT YOU JUST ARENT ARSED
SO YOU TWO CAN HAVE EACHOTHER
FUCKERS.
Whoaaa too many Peters.
Really Fucking Pissed Off From My Asus (yes it says Asus) EEE PC.
I hate you so much, you are a selfish fuck and you dont listen to a word I have to say. "Why didnt you tell me you broke up with your girlfriend?" said Peter, I DID TWICE YOU FUCKING FUCKER I FUCKING HATE YOU.
You go on and on about this guy you're 'in love with' but hes just the same as every other fucking guy you meet. You'll become OCD psyco on him like you do with every guy, then he'll realise your a frigid retard who no one likes and will dump you.
Or, you'll introduce him to your someone and then he'll end up liking this SOMEONE and pulling them. IN YOUR FACE YOU FUCKING BITCH
You deserved that one
I said I was sorry for pulling Peter2 but Im not, and never will be.
Because he liked me and not you HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH
I cant even believe I fancied you
I make me sick for thinking this
Even though I have now grown to hate Peter2
I love him at the same time because I got one over on you there didn't I?
You go on like you're interested in my life but you blatently arent because you dont even listen to me you fucking fucker.
GO
GET
YOURSELF
HELP
MENTAL HELP
I really hate your selfishness, you're cocky little ways. I really hate how you're better than me at every damn subject they teach at our fucking hell hole of a school because you dont just get on with it, you RUB IT IN MY FACE LIKE THE BITCH YOU ARE
Tbh we arent even mates.
WHAT THE FUCK DID I SEE IN YOU
WHAT THE FUCK
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
You ask me what my status is about, and usually its you because you never fucking cease to annoy me
You're a whiney little bitch
And all your friends?
They hate you more than I do HAHAHA I SAID IT
I SAID WHAT EVERYONE KNOWS
HAHAHAHAHAHA
On a happier note, I'm really beginning to love Peter 3 who I'm currently texting. <3
Even if I am a mad pedo stalker.
PETER 4 & 5 ARE ALSO BEGINNING TO PISS ME OFF BECAUSE I ALWAYS TRY AND MAKE AN EFFORT BUT YOU JUST ARENT ARSED
SO YOU TWO CAN HAVE EACHOTHER
FUCKERS.
Whoaaa too many Peters.
Really Fucking Pissed Off From My Asus (yes it says Asus) EEE PC.
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