Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Yet again I start bitching about how much I fucking hate everything.

I don't even know what fucking point saying it has anymore. Fucking sick of everything. I'm not sure what the point in living a life is when someone fucks you over at every possible turn. Cars broken into, mugged and beaten up numerous times, hurt emotionally, and now card fraud. £1,274 stolen from me. Fuck it. What the fuck is the point in anything.

Merry fucking Christmas, everyone.

2 comments:

Tom said...

Card fraud. Fuck me. Do you know what it was spent on?

Anonymous said...

well if you can prove its card fraud can't you get it back?
no idea your car was broken into.
good luck jack, but it will
get sorted out
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