The Ripped Soul

I'm starting to hate going home late alone. I hate taking the bloody public transport.

And now, this gives me another whole new reason to want to fucking get that damn license and DRIVE.

I hate people with no respect and who are so fucking tactless.

I hate bus stops where banglas hang around.

I hate indians. Even though I'm said to be one on my IC.

Fucking hate them.

And what's worse? I hate myself for not being able to stand up to that bastard at the bus stop. For not being able to give him a can of whoopass. For not being able to give him the finger even after boarding the damn bus.

Stupid dumbfucking banglaing indians who have nothing else better to do except bother girls at bus stops. Hope they all die and rot in the highest stage of hell.

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CBSTER.