Dear World. I'm officially sick of your Bull Crap.

the words you spit are too full of venom for someone as ignorant as you and the things you throw around describe you as much as they describe me. when you fly your bullets, do you expect to penetrate? all this time, you hating me, and we have never even had a full conversation. why is that so? and is you have something to say, i would really love you to say it to my face. that would make it easier for me to laugh at your lies.