It's such a waste of their talent if they do not end up working for a paparazzi-baseless-scandal magazine. I don't even know if that makes sense but one thing is for sure - their forte is to spread shit about people.
You don't even know me. I mean you might have seen me a few times but that's about it. We are not even hi bye friends. We are not even acquaintances. You are just a friend's friend's friend's friend's friend of mine.
How could you talk about me like you know me when I'm sorry but apparently you are so insignificant to the point whereby I didn't even know about your existence until you had to literally try to get my attention?
Well now you have my attention. Thank you for spreading rumors about me that ain't true! It's like WOAH I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I DID THAT but apparently you do? Ha ha ha.
God only knows how many people have heard about the shit that you just randomly decided to spread. Imagine they actually bought and believed every single word. OMG then I must be a whore to the people who look at me with disgust in their eyes when that's not even true.
It's so fucking amazing what goes through your head, or brain if you actually have one which is most unlikely. It is as if you just woke up one day and out of nowhere you wanted to tell as many people as you can about what you have imagined and making it sound like it's the truth.
Damn, talk about life being unfair. Why do I always have to go through this? I mean, if you wanna spread shit, can you at least make sure there's a link and that it might actually make some sense?
I'm not going to say what happened but if you hear shit about me, kindly please come up to me and at least give me a chance to clarify?
Thank god K came to ask me if it's true. I can only imagine how long the rumor has been spreading and how many stupid people might see me the way you successfully led them to.
I'm so bloody sick of dealing with these baseless gossips and rumors that I end up just laughing so loud and go WHAAAT?
For example:
Wow, I didn't know I actually had such a fun weekend when I clearly remembered that I was studying with friends at the library during O's (yes I kid you not, even during secondary school days also got retarded people wanna anyhow defame me). Hello? I have alibis?
Or like apparently I was out dating some guy when at that very moment I was with my mother. Um? Yeah sure I can totally be at two places or you're implying that my mummy is a guy. Orh hor.. I tell my mother.
The most epic one was when S texted me to ask me to keep my volume down in the lecture hall. But... I was actually at home resting that day because I was down with a fever. Freaky much?
Bitch please. Y u so stupid?
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