When I caught you right handed talking about me. I’m a very easy person to deal with. If you don’t like me, and since you think you know so much about me to share it with other people, I’m just gonna cut you off. It’s that simple. No single apology can heal the fact that you betrayed me.
I’m sorry. Even when you apologized to me, I’m still going to treat you as if I’ve never met you. Hopefully that way you’ll value our friendship in time. Thanks for the memories.
I was hella proud of myself for finishing my Pokemon game on my Gameboy. I thought I was pretty cool back then. But nowadays, all these 15 year old kids getting hella piercings and unnecessary tattoos and smoking shitload of weeds everyday after school.
I really don’t know what to say.
And not to exaggerate or anything, I didn’t even know what a condom and a tampon were when I was a sophomore. Yeah, someone threw it at me. -__-
Honestly, you can blame me for my harsh words. If I have something to say, I will say it. And if you need a reality check, I will set you in your place. I’m not gonna play the whole nice game and pretend to listen to you. I know I’m your friend, but I’m gonna be as real as I am to you. It might hurt your feelings, but in the end, what I do will always benefit you as an individual and I hope you know that.
My biggest insecurities are probably my shoulders and my arms. I want my arms to be so much bigger. I’m trying so hard to lift weights recently and it’s a bitch. I hate going out and I have to stuff myself with bunch of shirts just to make my arms and shoulders a little more fuller.
I can’t wear tank tops. I would love to wear tank tops someday. I just hate my shoulders and my arms. I hate when I keep wearing winter clothes when it’s already summer. I hate stuffing myself. I hate taking off my clothes when I swim. There is no point of having abs when you don’t have the arms for it. I’d rather have the arms then abs. I just hate it.
This makes me feel so insecure about myself.
Have you ever felt like you don’t know what’s going on anymore. Like you don’t care about anything anymore. You’ve lost motivation to do anything. Your mind is set on too many things that you’re confused about your feelings, and you can’t explain how you feel either. The feeling of emptiness, and feeling that barely anyone is there for you. Feeling that no one understands you anymore. And it seems like there is nothing to look forward to anymore
You just have to grin and bear it. Sometimes the only escape route is to go straight through the flames, just brace yourself and bite your lip. Sometimes you have to sever the ties clean off. Because in every relationship, there comes a point when the damage is too much & no matter how good it once was, the memories can’t sustain you. You have to save yourself knowing all the while it will hurt like hell. Because you can’t keep giving someone everything if you get nothing in return.
Get your ass out there in the real world instead of sitting behind your stupid computer screen waiting for the day you will “fall in love.” First of all, what are your chances of falling in love with someone sitting behind the other computer screen? Yeah, the cute little IM’s ain’t gonna do shit alright?
Stop complaining how your life is so miserable and get the fuck out there. Stop sitting behind the fucking screen hating on other people. Why do you have to be jealous? Instead, make other people jealous of you! You have your story in your hands. So stop ruining other people’s stories, and begin to write yours. Maybe then, people will actually find a way to love you for who you really are.
Everyone’s a slut. Everyone’s a hoe. Everyone dates each other.
Random bitches pop up with random dramas. There’s the over 18 downe community, and there are the little whores coming out of their shelf. There’s no fucking feelings. Feelings are being thrown around like a game. The hotter you are, the more guys you get. The uglier you are, the more you’re gonna have to change to fit in. It’s all about the six pack, pretty face, nice hair, big lips … ect.
It starts with a simple “hi.” Continues on and on to other nasty shit. Then you’ll get a dumbass reputation. It’s just, once you’re in it, you don’t get out. Bitches are all just talk and talk. Eh.
THEY JUST WANT THE DICK.
I’m gonna flirt with anyone who flirts back with me. I’m gonna dance with anyone who wanna dance with me. I’m gonna make stupid mistakes. I’m gonna make stupid decisions. But that’s who I am as a person. It’s really up to you to put up with my flaws and fight for me as I will do the same to you. If the both of us can overcome that stage, then in the end, we will truly deserve each other.
I seriously don’t get people sometimes. They complain about how much people send them anonymous messages and cry about it. I do feel bad but it’s only to a point. If it’s fucking anonymous, then fucking delete it. If you say you don’t care what people think about you, then why bother replying to the message? If you replied, then you did care enough to type your thoughts and opinions of what others say about you. It makes no fucking sense to me.
I hate the fact that people tend to be such a dick when they become well-known and famous. I mean, come on, you have to understand where you came from and how you started and cut off that attitude you have toward people. Famous or not, don’t forget that you’re not better than anyone. Famous or not, I’m gonna treat you the same as everyone else.
I just hate the fact that people think they’re so cool and they can treat everyone else like shit.
