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Hi, yet another of my infuriated entries, do enjoy.
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Oh my goodness. You seriously call yourself a christian?

Oh wait, like me rephrase that.

You seriously call yourselves christians?

Yes, its more than one this time round.

You dont bloody well know me retards. How dare you say what you said or think regarding me.

I know christians sin, but talking behind my back to my brother about me is something not christianlike and something christians rarely do.

Come on! You guys are talking about me in the church grounds. Not somewhere in town, work or school. Bloody in the church grounds you twits.

And that was when I thought I can finally connect with you people, able to mother fit in in you halo social circle. Well, I was wrong.

Thanks to you all, you brought back my lower secondary days which took me so hard to forget. It fucking hurt me so deep.

But let me just say one more thing that will make this situation fair.

Only some christians are like the above mentioned.

Not all are fucking fake ones. Or in my words, the silicon ones. They are nothing but plastic idiots that only go to church like loyal Chi Huahuas because of the people there and for the first time in their miserable lives, they finally feel so popular and so at home.

Anyways,

The perfect examples of really nice, unFake, unOnly-Chrisitans-On-Sundays are Olivia and Esther!!!

Thanks alot my babes, for being there!

P.s: And Sherien too!

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Sian liao lor!

Jasmine and Olivia and Shawn are flying off to foreign islands filled with confetti and vibrant.

And here stands me, alone in a single red dot.

Btw, Im so mother going to beat Shawn in bowling ok! Im becoming Pro!