Ethical Madness

OK...this is it. i am angry. I am VERY angry. What the hell...
I don't know why. because Fernando bloody Alonso is a fucking prick, because ....
*kicks something*
OW!
HOW DARE ...well, is it normal to fucking dream you're dying bloody alone. I felt like shit these two days, with Victor glaring at me and my blood pressure fucking with me like everyone else is doing, my favourite teacher told us all to pick an optative because he was giving it and he left for another school leaving us all like idiots.
I ...need a friend. I need someone whom I can fucking talk to about anythng I bloody please and someone who will understand me. Is that too fucking bleeding much to just fucking ask???? No one has time for me, that's for sure.
Just gve me a bloody break...oh sorry, forgot that is exactly what everyone's doing. Everyone who? Everyone no one.
That's the thing I forgot. No one gives a shit about me. I guess it's selfish of me to ask that.
Anyway, whatever, pass the page, never happened, don't care, don't look back.

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