Tuesday, 28 February 2012

stress define my days... its not rosy, it painted black...

huarrrrrrrgh .... damn! my stress days pissed me off ~ assholeeee damn! i really hate counter... super hate ... shits!~  fuck off! rot in hell .. i just want to burn that silly machine, for almost whole day long i heard kind of boring tit tot tit tot tit, tick tack tick tack, skrat sound of opening money drawer, arghhhhhhhh boring boring boring, same people with same habit, demanding, stupid face, fucking shit asshole fake smile full of hatred, deceit ... yosh, is there any tremendous shit could happens in a day.... siallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll lah....

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