45th post.

labour day = day for labour?
like i guess everyone's mugging today.
and im so freaking moodless.
like once i think of you.
i wanna get back at u.
so much.
it's like ahh heck.
i already said.
u wanted him to stop smsing me.
so u can hurt me and no one's there to comfort me.
i'm right.
i'm always right.
your oh-so-childish and oh-so-immature ways.
fuck