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Hie, Im Tash. I've wasted my youth and I'm fixing it back slowly. And I don't regret what I am today. Because I don't copy and act like an exact replica of my friends. I have a life and I'm living it. I don't make friends and in the next two hours call you baby. Many of my 'Baby's have been through my ups and downs for at least 2 years. I don't give in to people w little or no originality. Fuck off.




lovex


I love you, Baby. Nothing can part us. Don't get me started on when you look me in the eyes. You were more than everything I expected. I expected selfish and uncanning, you showed me that men too are beautiful. I expected rude and self-centered, you taught me to love others as well. I expected you to expect perfection, you guided me while I learnt from my mistakes. You're everything that I really needed and you've been there for me through it all. I can't make it on my own, Love. I'm gna tll you I love you in the best way that I can. I promise to make every second count, I promise you, Love.



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Smth soon.



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Same goes.



listen to love.
designer: unconsciously,
guidance: darkdegree




Sunday, November 16, 2008
/ 10:01 PM

I don't understand why people have to be so low standard all the time. Like hello, I clearly know where I stand in this world. I know where I stand in all you people's faces. But dude, like grab a mirror. Cus you clearly don't know where you stand. Do you even have any shame for yourself? Like seriously, dude. Talk about spies. You're checking up on our posts yourself. Like dude, find somebody else's to lift from. Like, you don't deserve to use us, you anus. Ykno what, stfu, cunt. Like I, oh wait, I mean we, will ever be surprised if you did that shit again. You know we still hate you for that right? So that means you're scene kid now, huh? Wait wait, tell me what year are you in now? You do have full senses that we're in o8 right? That was soo 3 years back. And we've clearly grown out of that insane phase. And I don't see you anywhere near 'Grown' even. Don't be up in everybody's bubble. Don't make people hate you. Nobody hates anybody for nothing. You be mad trippin' if you say we're hating on you for no such hassle. Like dude, take a step back and read what you just said again. Everything dude. Seriously, doesn't mean that you removed me from your affiliates, that I give a hooter about you. I couldn't care less. For all you know, I deleted you off of friendster. Please chick, do your sad self a favour and mirror yourself. Clearly I don't have time for kids like you. I think I wasted a hell load more of time on you than on any wasted boy I've met. You're desperate. First you start hating on somebody with your friends. And then when all your "friends" leave you because you think it's okay for you to do shit to them just because they're your friends, you search back for that cunt you just swore at. You're dead desperate. Seriously. Your friends bitch about you and we don't even know it. That's got to be the saddest. Someone used to pity you whilst we hated on you. But now, someone hates you just as much. Oh God, if only you knew. Hah, if only you fucking knew. That look on your cunt face will be priceless. And to let you out on a joke, you've been a very hot topic of gossip. You and your new found old friends can go waste your sad, wasted, immature asses doing nothing. Get over your sad curfew before you confront me, dude. You'll be sorry you even started. I'm going to let you confront me first. First you start hating on me and then taking it back like it's funny. Dude, I have more balls than you, and I don't even have any. C'mon, jerk. Prove it that you don't need people to stand up for your pretty face. That's not even pretty, by the fucking way. Prove that you're worthy of your guts. Stand up for yourself, cus nobody's standing up for you. And trust me, it's on.

Ps, kepada Mai yang selalu terase, idk if you're going to terase about this. Lol, chill uh mambo. The world doesn't revolve around you. I've got more important people to hate on. Hahah.

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