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sadisticbxtch
January 10th
Female
Seremban

She can't help but double jeopardised herself.
All good things seems to come to an end in just a blink of an eye.
Once again, nothing is constant but change in this world.
She still do not regret her path.
This is and will be her.



History:
She got nothing Great about herself to brag about. But she's the girl you see giving her heart and soul for everything she loves. Giving with a heart of compassion; She's sometimes sadistic, at times abit Narcissistic. Oh yeah. She dont easily trust people. Only certain ones due to reason that fucked up people always took advantage of her life. she was disillusioned, maybe still is. A girl who sometime lives in distress. See her as a person trying very hard to survive life she called bitch itself, don't know why it's always harder for her. She believe everyone is the same. Oh, she contradicts herself all the time too, hence she's always confused. She had been through and seen more compared to any fellow lads back in ever quiet hometown. Nothing suprised her anymore. Morever, she's glad to be that way. You won't believe it, but when it comes to love, she's conservative in her own way. People also always judge her by the impression she puts on, they have no idea she thinks... Heh!

Passion/Mission:
Dancing is passion, to learn in Life, To overcome her constant Poverty. She only allow a succesful life ahead of her. To Rid Sluts and Bitches, may all ye Pretencious Facades got what you deserved one day, hopefully in Hell.


Favour:
Platinum; Lipstick Roses; Paintings; Diamonds; Her window of soul; Mirrors; Accessories; Darkness; Vintage; Her Ability to Inspire; Nobility; Hugs and Kisses; Intimacy; Baby Talking; Appreciated; Hopes; Jehovah; Renaissance; Cultures; History; Journals; Best Friends; Butterflies; Europe; Her Innate Desire; Sad to say but very issential- Green Bill

Rebuke:
Feminine Curses; Life Itself; Sluts; Fattyacids; Geeks who think they're Helluva Great; Money-faced Bastards and Bitches; Walking Seafood; Pain; Low Self-Esteem; Selfishness; Her Innocence; Disingenuous; Cock and Bull stories; Shallowness; My Occasional Depression; Her Cynicism.

   

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Thursday, January 22, 2009
As I Like it - (Act II, Scene 7, 139–42. Shakespeare)

"All the world's a stage,

and all the men and women merely players:

they have their exits and their entrances;

and one man in his time plays many parts..."
 
As I Like it - (Act II, Scene 7, 139–42.)
Shakespeare.

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Who are you? A woman ought to be present at this time to make a difference or otherwise?
Who are you? A man ought to be here to do this world better? Likewise?

Everyone plays a role, there's inevitably main cast, the happening, attractive successful ones.
The sidekicks, less stunning, maybe a lilttle more introvert or ordinary.

Some are villains, attempting to make your world a living hell so you know what's the good on the other side.

If you ask me, I would rather be the main cast but if I know I do not fit the bill, I'll opt for the villains, anything but moderate.

Just cause I do not want and will never want to be overlooked. I rather die with a painful life so everyone can hear my story than to die by the roadside and no one will even turn their ignorant heads to pity you. Enough said.

I will not settle for less.

I had enough of money issues. I'm not living in poverty mind you. But I had enough of admiring people walking into branded stores and walked out swiftly with exquisite paperbags hanging by their shoulders with that disgusting satisfied grin on their thousand dollars worth head! Fuck that.

Quoted Shakespeare - As I like it.

I may sound like a money-faced bxtch now but as long as I, yours truly did not burn your house, stranggle your stupid dog, or murder your family you have no rights to talk, look or stare me down.
If money ain't important, what's your education for? Or if you have none, what's your job for? Don't tell me to just merely survive, that's bullcrap, money is for you to at least get a taste of how a life can be enjoyed rather laboured youself to death not knowing what luxury is. I rebuked this.

If you managed to walked me over today, by all means I'll happily let you do so, I can only blame myself for trusting, or overlooking you as well as for my naiveness and lack of efficiency. But bear in your mind, once bitten twice shy, once a mistake, second's a lesson, then by third point's taken. I will strive harder to walk you over twice or maybe thrice, depending on my mood. This is me.

What's your role? The all loving main cast with all the money, attraction and success an idealist made up whom of course realist like me do not believe exist, an average sidekick living an average life, or a villain? kicking other asses so you can make it better than them and walks out of branded stores with exquisite paperbags hung on your shoulder with that satisfied albeit disgusting grin on your face? Your call.

Me? Defininately the latter option.

If I have to sacrifice someone ain't outstanding,ordinary and unbenificial in order to make it, trust me. I will. Period.

But if you're a trusted ally or even a friend, that's a different case. You fall into a neutral ambiguous category.

Have a nice day.

Posted at 08:06 pm by sadisticbxtch
 

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