I’m going to message every single one of you.
Oh well this is fucking perfect. I’ve been sick for about 6 days now and for the past few days I’ve been experiencing symptoms of dehydration, which have gotten significantly worse today. And I really don’t want to go to the fucking doctor.
and people wonder why I’m such a negative person….BECAUSE THIS IS MY LIFE PEOPLE. this is my shitty life
I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you. I think I was twelve. It took me three years to pluck up the courage to speak to you, and I was so scared of the way I felt, loving a girl. I learned how to become a sarcastic bitch to make it feel normal. I screwed guys to make it go away, but it didn’t work. When we got together it scared the shit out of me because you were the one person who could ruin my life. I pushed you away. I made you think things were your fault, but really I was just terrified of the pain. I screwed that girl, Sophia to kind of spite you for having that hold on me, and I’m a total fucking coward because I got these… these tickets to Goa for us three months ago. But… But I couldn’t stand… I didn’t want to be a slave to the way I feel about you. Can you understand? You were trying to punish me back and it’s horrible… it’s horrible, because really… I’d die for you. I love you so much, and it’s killing me.
- you’re allowed to contradict yourself
- you’re allowed to seek attention for approval
- you’re allowed to complain about something that’s bothering you
- you’re allowed to express negative opinions
- you’re allowed to be an ass sometimes
- you’re allowed to talk about yourself
- you’re allowed to fuck up
- you’re allowed to be insecure
*takes long drag of cigarette* listen kid if u ever have an opinion dont post it on tumblr.com
