Hey, if you're reading this I miss you much. I wish you were here right now to tell me that stupid boy isn't worth my tears. I wish you were here to hold me close and make stupid jokes about how you're gonna shoot him when you see him again. I wish you were here right now to comfort me and take me to McDonald's and get me that big dumb junky order of fries, a milkshake, and a double cheeseburger, and then make fun of me for dipping the fries in the milkshake. I wish you were here right now to walk 4 miles in the middle of the night Pokémon hunting with me. I wish you were here right now to tell me you don't even notice that dumb pimple. I wish you were here right now to check up on me every couple of minutes, because I use to get so annoyed. I wish you were with me giving me advice on what the hell I should do right now. I took you for granted, and I miss you much.
so my mom told me she paid all my doctor bills from forever ago when I didnt have a job, and I havent gone to the doctor ever since, and yet I have bad credit despite never having a credit card because my mom never actually paid it. lmao. like you could have told me that months ago so I could have worked on NOT being $800 in debt. i didnt even want/need the doctor. she forced me to go for a bunch of stupid crap. ugh, i hate my life.
so, the guy I liked told me he broke up with his girlfriend. he was sending me innapropriate things, wanting to get with me. he blocked me. and went to my mom's work (which he knew my mom worked there, and that I was close with everyone there) WITH his longterm girlfriend who he lives with. all of that happened within like 24 hours. I have the worst luck with men.
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February 13, 2016 12:41pm UTC
i accidentally mentioned my tumblr to my friend and she was like 'cAN I SEE??' and she looked so hopeful i couldn't say no but it was so bad lmaoooo i was just scrolling going like 'gay, gay, snake, gay, alien, gay, space, art, gay, VELOCIRAPTOR, sarcasm, gay, gay, space, gay' and this is why i regret sports anime this is why i regret ,,
I wrote you a letter today, confessing my love. Handed it to you, told you to read it at the end of the day so when you did, you couldn't see my face. Placed it in your hands and walked away. School let out, I went to my good friend and muttered, " I'm really nervous." and she looked at me with wide eyes, and whispered, " Oh, Linds.. she has a girlfriend. " My heart sank. My heart broke. My heart crumbled in a lot of unfixable parts. I should've asked before, I swear I didn't know. I don't think I can face you again. But eventually I will, because you're my best friend. 10 years, we've been together. And look at what I've done. </3
how many gay jokes do the writers of the sherlock bbc miniseries have to make before they're satisfied with the homoerotic subtext jfc this is a headache why am i watching this ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh does it get better? someone tell me, i can't waste more of my life watching arrogant white men make self-important comments T^T
I guess I didn't realize how long I have been gone for. In the time that I was gone, I finished my Sophomore year, we found out that my grandpa is dying, my ex broke up with me, and now once my ex and I finally started talking and getting along his mom decided that it would be cool to move him and my friend Jon out of state, and on top of all that my best friend went missing. He has been missing for almost a week and there has been no sign of him. I don't know what to do. This is all way too much to handle at once.
my teacher emailed me asking if I could at least come in to take an exam, and also send her what I have done of my project. my project isn't no where finished (I have seven pages) and it's not even good. It's like if you got a 6th grader, gave them the link to wikipedia, and told them to write a paper about why r.acism is bad in a one-sided way (idk, I just don't know how to write a paper, or at least not a good one. one that is "senior quality.") and I really want to add in my s.exism bits where I touch base on r.ape if anyone is going to read it, because that is something I can relate to. I can talk about personal experiences. plus, it took a lot of effort for them to even let me into school this year. they basically told me they didn't think I could do it, because of how I've done in the past. and I just want them to know what I was dealing with. I want them to know I wasn't just being lazy, and that I didn't want to wake up to come to school; I just didn't want to wake up at all.