Tough stain.

Friday, June 18, 2010



Why are you like a tough stain? So hard to remove, so hard to get rid of. I'm already trying my best to ignore your existence, yet you are so persistent. Just scram, will you?

I don't know how to describe the emotions that I'm feeling now. Frustrated. Annoyed. Angry. Upset. Desperate. Helpless... Do you have any idea how peaceful my life was. How happy it was. Until you turned up.. And I've been trying again and again to get my life back in order, to just lead a really simple life. I'm not asking for alot. I just want things simple, easy, happy...

I really wish there was some sort of detergent - I don't care who manufactured it, be it cip, magicclean, dynamo or some cheap china brand, I want the strongest chemical available to spray on you, and just rub you away, get you out of my life once and for all. I want so badly to erase all traces of you permanently.

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Get the hell outta my life.