So lets just assume,

"That you could be a little more intelligent and not so insensate to ASSUME every damn thing could be about you? Well perhaps of your certain status level in this "So - called" society or scene in this generation you call yours, anyone or everyone could be talking about you,your stuffs,your uhmm......boyfriend? But then again,why should we be talking about them,or you,or whosoever related to you,when its nothing concerning us? -.^ there's something called freedom of speech,and this IS my personal blog. So even if I do and you're not happy about it,COMMENT HERE. Unless you don't know that under every post there is a comment link,which will lead you to,THE comment box. And there you can leave your comment on how fucking unhappy you are about whatever I am posting here&also leave down your name , instead of doing it anonymously OR indirectly in your twitter, unless you think I'm one hell of a fucking ignoramus lamebrain or something,which honestly,unlike you I'm not. Or if you like to tweet so much about such things , PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE,mention me (: At least I know you're talking about me,well actually I do. But,you know,have some guts. If you want to be up there in this social scene,YOU NEED THE FUCKING GUTS. Its pointless climbing the fucking social ladder when you're nothing but a gut-less little callow girl.

AND

Not the whole fucking world revolves around you. 

&besides,my fucking broken pieces? or yours? I don't need you to tell me how to move the fuck on.
Deal with your own life before you tell me how I should fucking deal with mine. Its amazing how you actually deal with your emotional problems with materialistic things, it probably doesn't mean much to you then. What a wonderful lighthouse you actually are. (: Till then,when you fuck with me again."

I bet Joey meant to tell you these,but she probably isn't sure how to piece the whole chunk of words together,so on her behalf I did it for her. (: Oh ya,I'm sure you know you can always visit Http://flyaway-kisses.blogspot.com for more enquiries. &Don't you dare have the audacity to say that she's cowardly to ask someone to help her out ,when you are the one who twitted indirectly to her. I totally despise people like you. Which I predicted you already will. I'm not being mean here but honestly,don't step on others when nobody stepped on you.