I'm so fucking used to that type of shit now.
I hate how I am always alone.
Your lives are just so fucking happy aren't they?
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I can't find the heart to contribute to this right now.
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I am so fucking tired of everyones shit. Fuck you all, none of you fucking help me in any fucking way anyways. I've seriously had it with all of your shit.
I feel like i've been on my own lately and I can pretty much get used to this shit because i'm really starting to like shit like this. Maybe I am lying to myself but I can regret this later on. I am so fucking tired of people right now.
Thanks best friend. Thanks a lot. The fuck, I feel like I am the only one that fucking contributes towards you and your shit. I love you and all but what the fuck is this? Am I being needy? I don't fucking think so. You never did SHIT for me. Last I check all you fucking did most of the time is cause me heart break and give me "sorry"s WHAT THE FUCK? Maybe i'm just looking at the bad things because of how I feel right now, maybe i'm just not thinking straight. But you're seriously one of the few I go to when it comes to shit like this, I would at least hope you fucking say something back for once instead of giving me your usual sad smiley's and your fucking "sorry"s, I am so fucking tired of that shit. I didn't need you giving me shit on Tumblr either, I have enough shit in my life as it is thank you very much. The fuck would I need you giving me shit because I can't control my fucking emotions tonight? Fucking bitch what the fuck is wrong with you, just go back to your fucking boyfriend and go fucking hang out all romantic and shit.
People liking each other here, people liking each other here. What the fuck is that shit? I am so fucking tired of hearing that shit. The fuck did I ever do to the world to fucking get this type of torment that I have to keep witnessing every fucking day. I am so fucking tired of it. I am so fucking jealous. I fucking hate it. Sometimes I just want to ditch school just for that sole purpose. I fucking don't see a fucking purpose in it anymore. I fucking hate my classes, and I feel like most of the people just get annoyed of me anyways. The fuck is the point of going to school then? It's fucking stupid.
I fucking hate when I say hi or something to people, especially you. You look like you're so fucking annoyed of me. Maybe i'm just too fucking needy but it's a fucking pet peeve to fucking ask for a hug and you give out the shortest ones. I don't even know what the fuck I am talking about here.
And you, I don't know what the fuck happened after that day but I guess that's what the fuck is that. Good memories though. I fucking looked at you, looked up to you like a big brother and this is how things go. It's good, I see. It's understandable. But i'd rather have you sending me shit than twitter and shit about my shit right now, that's so fucking inconsiderate. Fuck.
I am a fucking mess. I was honestly, okay for a good amount of time up till today. Fuck it, i'm human. I can be whoever the fuck I want to be, people can judge but i'm not gonna change me unless it'll better me.
I fucking can't believe I got my hopes up and shit when I read that. I am so fucking stupid. I should have kept reading but fuck it you know. I can't believe I built up to the point of liking you. Just one of those things that makes me go, "Fuck, I can't believe it." It's fucking stupid. When I read that, my heart was fucking racing. Then it sank so fucking low because of a misinterpretation. I am so fucking stupid. I guess I have practically gotten that point to being so weak with this shit, that I fell so fucking easy for that. Wow, just wow. This shit fucking sucks. I was so fucking uplifted and shit when I read just that part I told Jacob about it until I kept reading and it just all fell apart. I fucking felt like a dumb ass. What the fuck??! This is fucking frustrating.
World has turned on me, but i'm gonna try and make this shit turn back around because I don't like the fucking heat of being stared at. It fucking annoys me.
You know what, maybe people DON'T like dealing with my shit. I kept thinking about that and maybe it's true. That's why I have this shit, away from all you bitches. It's probably all I am going to have left in the end anyways. Like I give a mother fuck.
I'm going to regret this later.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
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