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    This is not a threat, but a promise
    Wednesday, June 2, 2010, 7:07 PM
    This is not a threat, but a promise.

    Hyrah told me something earlier and it let my chills go for a little while. I am not the only pissed off here. I remember what I said, “Hold on, let me go to the mosque to repent myself” and when she commented that status back, she told me I have crossed her line and deleted me off from her friend list. I remember once I said the word “Mosque” on her Facebook, she was like having a sudden change of mood or something. After doing so much research, she is sensitive towards the word “Mosque”. How did I crossed the line by saying this phrase, “Hold on, let me go to the mosque to repent myself”? I said I am going to REPENT, not YOU.

    I WILL NOT ALLOW MY FRIENDS TO GET CLOSE TO YOU AGAIN. I know how fucking spoiled and self-fish I sound, but I can NOT TAKE IT. You want me to be the SBM leader? Sorry.. seats are taken. We already assigned a new leader LAST MONDAY and that is Henry and Hyrah.

    This fake friend have given me a new strength, a strength that just starting to make me stronger. See, this is the reason why I CHOSE my friends correctly.

    She wants me on some holistic shit, and I am not motherfucking interested. Not. One. FUCKING. Bit. ALL OF THE FUCKING SUDDEN SHE IS WORRIED ABOUT SBM? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HER HEAD. IF YOU WANT TO TRANSFER, TRANSFER THEN. NO ONE IS STOPING YOU.

    I mean, you can’t even joke about something like this with me. In the first place, you told US that you can take the jokes, seems to me you are WRONG.

    Before I... She was cold. She was hatred in its purest form. She was dark and at rock bottom of the lowest rock bottom. SHE WAS THE PERSON SHE HATED TO HER DEEP CORE. She is the person I hate to MY soul.

    This is not a threat, but a promise. I will not let her come back. Never will she enter me again. Never will she be in my presence. NEVER WILL SHE EVEN FUCKING TALK TO ME.

    You doing it right. Hate me, not my friends. I know you are not mad with them, the one causing you trouble is ME. But hey, if I am with them, sorry... you should keep on walking. Since you put it that way.

    You fucking better believe I will do anything and everything to keep her away.