Of Privacy
Wednesday, October 13, 2010 @ 6:18 AM
I am so pissed right now, in fact, fucking pissed. This is the only place where I can let go ALL my anger and pissedness (watafakispissedness). People, please respect other people's privacy. Or not, why is it fucking called PRI-VA-CY. PRIVATE. PNC. I know my "My Other Half" album wasn't THAT private but I was too stupid to set it to "friends only" instead of "customize" (which I used to). I thought, "Haih, why not? Lazy to customize because some people might feel offended if I forgot to list them in" & now, this shit happens.
I do not know who the fuck showed my dad that album of mine but hey, if I want to show my dad, I can show him BY MYSELF. SENDIRI (in case you don't understand English because you are stupid like that) I do not need any third party or middle person to show him. He is my dad, I can show him whenever I want. Don't you think that my dad will feel left out that I didn't show him FIRST instead, you fucking showed my dad first. You won. Fine. But next time, nail your fucking mouth up and mind your own fucking business. If the word FUCK need to be payed everytime I say it, I swear, I do not mind paying it to use it on you. Fuck you.
I'm vulgar? THEN STOP PENETRATING YOUR UNZIP-ABLE MOUTH IN MY LIFE, whore.
