Murder She Wrote

You disgust me. Every little inch of you makes me sick. You have crept into my life as if you were welcome. Well, let me tell you this, you were not. And will never be. Your reason for existence evades me. You are almost always in every kind of mess. Why do you always need to be in a heap of trashy and sticky situation everytime I see you? You don't care if people run away from you. Don't you get it? They hate you as much...

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And So Here Goes Nothing...

"I am soooo bored." I plopped down the passenger seat one Thursday night when Edzel picked me up from the office. "What's your problem?"  He asked. "Nothing. I'm just tired. And there's really nothing new going on, you know." I sighed. "You should take on a hobby. Hmm.. What do you enjoy doing ba?" He paused. "Blog!" I rolled my eyes. Yeah, it has been quite a while since I punched some keyboard keys....

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