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colours never lie
♥Monday, June 18, 2007


I swear by the guns in the police stations, I HATE JOE LOH.

I HATE JOE LOH
I HATE JOE LOH
I hope your tongue rots and your eyes melt.
I hope your intestines get so tangled, you can't even walk properly.

I HATE YOU!!

What, so no keys to Suntec cart, MY FAULT RIGHT?!
OK.

So, NOT SUPPOSED TO WORK AT SUNTEC IS IT?!
FINE! BE THAT WAY!
I'LL MAKE SURE I PASTE MY ASS TO RETAIL OK?
I hope your stupid pushcart sales plummet to a record low and all your clients burn your namecards.

Every morning, all you do, is come over to retail, grab a cuppa, START GOSSIPING ABOUT STEVEN CHONG. WTF. ARE YOU A MAN OR NOT?! GOSSIP GOSSIP GOSSIP. AT LEAST STEVEN ISN'T AS ASSFACED AS YOU ARE. Bloody hell. Scream at me.

Scream somemore I hope your voicebox goes missing.

SCREAM AT ME OVER THE PHONE AGAIN I MAKE SURE YOU DIE BY CHOKING ON WINE CORKS I TELL YOU.

Assface.

And as though my day isn't bad enough,
my heels killed my feet. ppppffffffftttttttttt.

But, fab came over to pass me chocolates. And that made me feel better. Instantly.
Our footsteps will be matched.

Lastly, Joe Loh, FUCK YOU!



Cookies and cream, Regi @1:19 AM