This time i letting all come out.

This time i stand up and shout.

I do things my way,

its my way all the highway.

Its so fucked up to have those things that i ask for a million times and i dont get one. And others just ask for it and get it straight away. what the fuck are you people thinking. Isnt the one that is pursuing gets the motherfucking priority? or does you have any fucking sympathy on my consistent and just grant my wish. but no, what the fuck you do just insert me with a fucking excuse that now fuck my whole mood up. you fuck me again. constant fucking me towards the next year. what the fuck i do to have this fucked up things attached to my life. everyday i kept fighting with fucks that tearing up my mood, my life, myself. i had enough fucks for today for this week, for this month, for this fucking year. oh, what the fuck. i fuck care everything now. its fucking makes me numb. what i ever i ask for, fuck it. i dont even need a fuck anymore. why am i such a fuck mood now, i dont know i dont know what the fuck happen to you. why you doing this to fuck me again. im fucking tired. so fucking tired. im pushing to the edge of the fucking cliff. push me fucking down and just let me die.

hey, SHUT THE FUCK UP.