i hate to hear your name. your name makes me puke. thinking about what you have done makes me hate you even more. well, you're still doing it. no change. still the same you. same dressing. same activity. worst, same attitude. you're not a boy anymore. you're a man for goodness sake. have some mercy on those young girls, will you?
"boys just wanna have fun?" you still think you're a boy?
stop it, will you?
i am waiting for the time when someone tells me, "hey, he's married. he has changed a lot!" but most probably it won't happen cos i think you will never change.
"i would be digging my own grave if i were to go back to you." yes, those words. glad i said that.
you're much hated.
if murder is not a crime and sin, i would have killed you la!
atie, chill.