Yes, I get pissed off at the smallest of things. Yes, I am selfish, and extremely unreasonable at time. Yes, I’m a massive bitch, and there are people that I could never trust of tolerate again. But if you cannot understand or accept that this is just the way I am, then please don’t fucking point it out„ it only makes me worse, makes me want to scream and cry and hit out.
I dwell on the past too much, I think over things...
Please just promise me it’s nothing, and that everything is perfect. Please.
I wish people would stop stealing my life, so I can at least get a chance to...– Me.
Women always moan about men wanting their...
Grow some balls. My boyfriend is currently downstairs making me a fucking cheesy buttery. Like he should, cos he’s my bitch.
How the Hell
am I meant to let out anger and all that utter shit safely? I sure as hell can’t openly post about what/who is pissing me off without ever causing some fucking unnecessary drama, I can’t even talk to anyone about what’s pissing me off, for the same reason, and I’m not fucking dumb enough to harm myself or others physically. So how the fuck am I meant to deal with stress...
I like sticking little signs through my nosering
so I can have cartoon smiley faces and mustaches…
That awkward moment
When your lesbian thread thinks penises are prettier than you do. She still agrees that vaginas are ugly though, wtf?