best damn thing

Princesa

Ruzanna Agger
3/11/90
Islam/Family/Liverpool

Mi amor de mi vida

DANIEL AGGER

He's the only one
that can make my heart beats slow
and skips faster at the same time

What I call NEEDS

Daniel Agger

Fernando Torres

Lionel Messi

Trip to Anfield

MEET LIVERPOOL PLAYERS

Kaka Brasil Jacket

Liverpool away CL jersey

Names on new jersey

Liverpool Ladies tank top

More ear piercings

Checkered red capris

Suspenders

White shades

Macbeth footwear

Mini crown/tiara

Paris Hilton heiress perfume

Adidas tennis skirt

Pink skirt

Shades

the day THEY die

LIVERPOOL new Away jersey 09/10

Pink heels

Pink shoes

New MP3

My own digi camera

New hp

Denim shorts

Pink ribbon hairband

Pink football socks

Tu Habla!

links

musica

Miley Cyrus - Party in the USA

THE STORY OF A CARBÓN PUTA, ALIEN AND EMO WANNABE

Wednesday, November 14, 20075:40 AM

Lol.

You guys totally made me laugh.

Let's start the story of...

a CARBÓN PUTA first.

CARBÓN PUTA.

A friend I initially thought

I could trust.

A friend I thought I could confide in.

A friend I thought I could rely on.

A friend I share my secrets with.

And a friend I thought was different

than the rest.

Damn, I was so wrong.

Sooo wrong.

Dear readers,

let me ask you something.

If your boyfriend died,

are you able to get over it soon

and act cool as though it was just

your dog who died?

It's really funny and absurd

for someone like CARBÓN PUTA

to say things like

''Oh My God. Look at her.

She's sooo overreacting when her boyfriend died.''

The only difference is that

you're just a coward CARBÓN PUTA

who knows nothing but to talk behind

people's back.

I'm used to it.

But I never thought it would be YOU

my dear ex-friend-now.

You were there when I needed a shoulder to cry on

after his death.

You were there to comfort me.

You were.

JODER I certainly regret telling you

anything.

You two-faced loopsided ass.

Oh,

I would love to see you laugh your hearts out

if your boyfriend die this time round.

=) Cheesseeee.

Next story on...

ALIEN.

ALIEN.

Hah. I don't really have much to say about you.

But I certainly cracked my ass laughing

when I found out that

you were gossiping about me

with the people in THAT house

with CARBÓN PUTA y EMO WANNABE

and some people.

Say my face looks scary?

Lol.

I take that as a compliment.

Really.

How sweet.

And oh, I don't really know

what the hell you

were blabbering about me.

But I don't really care WHAT you say about me.

Because I know all of it are not true.

But what I care is WHY you say stuff about me

behind my back.

Where's the old ALIEN I used to know?

LOL.

Oh... I know.

Maybe you were upset when your dear friend,

EMO WANNABE,

got rejected by me.

Aaaawww. Brother LURP. *feels the sarcasm*

Haha.

Oh, I hope your water bag in your head

gets puncture a.s.a.p.

It's polluting your peabrains

unabling you to think like a man.

But my my...

I'm wondering how you would look like

after your head shrinks

to a smaller size.

Okay.

Last and certainly the least of the least.

EMO WANNABE.

EMO WANNABE.

You're so stupid.

Really.

You're so devasted when

I rejected you.

And, aftermath, I could sense you

weren't happy.

And so you talk things about me behind my back.

Lol.

Now that's sooo emo.

*rolls eyes*

I'm glad and THANK GOD

I didnt bother giving you a chance

to be my man.

You see,

I told you straight in the face that

you're not my kind.

And then you started being so...

erm... what dya call that

err, EMO for you,

yeah.

Ooooh.

Can't help it if

I really don't even like you.

Oh well, you know that.

Haha.

It's funny when I remembered

you wanting to be EMO

just because you like their hair.

LOL. LOL. LOL .LOL.

Ahem.

Now people, let's dont be mean.

He's just a newbie.

Aaawwww.

...

Where are your brains,

EMO WANNABE?

Doubt if you have any.

If you think I'm that kind

of girl who can fall easily

for guys like YOU

boy, you're so wrong.

And, those songs

don't make me feel

no joy.

I'm not even touched.

Actually, I don't really read them either.

Oho...

You said I was immature.

Yeah.

I ACT immature but I don't THINK

immaturely.

Unlike EMO WANNABE.

Your words are as twisted

as that of a grandmama's

blabbering.

First, you texted me saying

I look gorgoeous during Hari Raya outing with you guys.

And now you too, say I look scary.

LOL.

Funny.

Oh, now I regret

to think alike with you guys

about mateen, shahidin or even

shafiq.

They're much better than you people.

Now I know.

So,

my last words for you guys...

HIJOS Y HIJA DE PUTA

PUTA MADRE

ALMEJA

JODIDOS MIERDA

JODIDAS MIERDA

IJÓDETE!!!

[Names are not written as a mark of respect to my dearest, trusted, companion baby. Also, to prevent CARBÓN PUTA from BURNING, ALIEN from INVADING and EMO WANNABE from SLITTING WRISTS.]

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