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My name is Tamar, I'm 16 and this is where I say what I want to say you dumb African

"Life it’s self is only a vision, a dream, nothing exists in an empty space. And you... you are nothing but a thought. "

Saturday, January 3, 2009
My rant.

One thing I can’t fucking stand is fake bitches. This is going to be a rant, so it might not make sense because I will switch from one thought to the next. People who do shit, so other people feel sorry for them. WHYYYY in the fuck would you change your whole self so people can feel sorry for you “omfg my life is so bad, I hate myself” when you CLEARLY have nothing wrong in your fucking life. THEN GO OFF trying to be a fucking label that you CLEARLY are not. Making yourself look emo and shit because you think people will stop and look at you and ask you what’s wrong because all a sudden your this sad little girl. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? WELL GUESS WHAT DOUCHE BAG; NO ONE FUCKING GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOU. Cutting yourself? SERIOUSLY??? Go cut yourself for some real fucking problems not because you got into a silly little argument with your LITTLE sister about a fucking cookie OR because that’s the “emo” thing to do! Are you serious? Change your msn name, making your pictures all emo, saying you have problems when you fucking don’t. Take it from someone who knows real pain that that shit is nothing to be messed with. I have a low tolerance for people like that. Fake cunts I can’t stand it. “tell me when its 3 so I can go throw up” WHEN I SWEAR LUNCH WAS AT 11, TRUST ME HUNNY NOTHING IS GUNNA COME OUT, AND IF SOMETHING DOES COME OUT IT’S A FUCKING POOP NUGGET. If you hate your body so much, GO OUT THERE AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT being bulimic is NOT going to change your fat skanky ass. Having sex at 9, sucking dick, being a whore, making up problems so you can have all the attention.

Well what about the people who actually do have problems? Hmm who’s lives aren’t so fucking easy, they have to keep their mouth shut and have the attention whore get everyone feeling sorry for her, WHILE THE LITTLE GIRL WHO HAS THE PROBLEMS, SITS IN A CORNER AND KEEPS HER MOUTH SHUT, BUT NOOOOO when she opens her mouth and tells someone what’s going on, SHES the liar, SHES the fake, SHES the one who wants attention, who’s the whore, who’s the emo one, who’s the person everyone should fucking hate. Make sense? How the FUCK is it that where suppose to be the smart generation when we can’t even pick out the flaw in someone’s FAKE personality. You know why? Because all of us look at the FACE and BODY of someone and read them out like that, were so easy to fall for the lies someone says because were so certain that’s the truth. We like things that are comforting, and what seems right, when all you’re listening to is a bunch of lies and nothing that’s true. Its comfortable to you because we’re all so simple minded. Why can’t you step out of the spot light for 10 god damn minutes to let the one person who’s in pain say what she feels and what’s wrong with her. WHATS SO FUCKING GREAT ABOUT HAVING THE ATTENTION? WHY MAKE PEOPLE FEEL SORRY FOR YOU WHEN THERE ALL LIIES, I hope you know all of this is going to catch up with you, and you will be exposed and NO one will be there in the end to listen to your pathetic little lies. What do you do then? Go cut yourself because you have no one’s attention anymore? When I fucking did it, I had a good god damn reason too, not because I thought everyone would give their attention to me because I have cuts on my wrist, oh it sure did, but I didn’t want it. I didn’t do it because I thought that was what “emo’s” do, I didn’t even fucking know what emo was. I did it because I had REAL FUCKING PAIN, and honestly I don’t give a flying fuck what people say about my cuts anymore, like I honestly don’t. But it bothers me when someone who has NOTHING wrong, doing them. When someone who’s perfectly fine, cutting. Like… it’s not worth having scars on your body for the rest of your life to look back on them and think of the pain you went through. I have to live with them, yes. Do I regret doing them, no. I had my reasons. But all you little fake people out there, who cut for no reason, think about this. Say you’re a mother and you have cuts on your wrist, and your daughter or son asks you “mom why do you have so many scars” wtf are you going to say? “I was trying to make people feel sorry for me hunny, so I thought if I cut myself I would have all the attention”? HAHAHAH!! Wow. These are some of the reason I don’t associate myself with fake people anymore. If I don’t like you, except to be told I don’t fucking like you, and expect me not to hang around you anymore. Oh god I could go all day about this.

Okay let me go on to something that is oh so familiar to people. Sluts. I can’t STANDDDDD whores and skanks and slutty bitches. Answer me this all you sluts, how the hell can you get down on your knees, and suck a guys dick? Do you know how degrading that is? Like fuck, that is disgusting. I give my exception to like ONE person, but that’s only because I like her and she’s a chill girl, and everything about her is REAL and yeah. I want to write names so badly UGHH but I won’t lol. Anyways yeah so with her she doesn’t count, but everyone else that goes for you. I hate people that do that, that open there legs to everyone, like do you not have ANY morals? ANY self respect?? Like shit man. I know a lot of people think I’m a whore and shit and it’s probably because who I’ve hung out with. But guess what, and I really don’t care, I’ll tell the whole fucking world. IM A FUCKING VIRGIN, I’VE NEVER HAD A FUCKIGN BOYFRIEND, HOW the HELL could I be a whore when guys don’t look at me, they look at my whore friend. Explain to me that? Explain to me how I’m such a whore if I barely go out. The only reason why ANYONE should be saying I’m a whore is if we were in a fight and that’s all you could possibly say. “YEAH WELL YOU’RE A FUCKING WHORE!!!” me: “HEHEH thanks, but that still doesn’t change the fact that you give brains(y)” Iuno I’m just saying. Anyways moving on. Sluts, here’s a little bit of advice. Close your legs, put some clothes on, get some PROPER brains, finish school, get some respect for yourself, and make some morals. And live your life.


xoRAT

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