I’m fucking in love, assholes.
This is amazing.
This is amazing.
It makes my obsession seem a little less ridiculous.
If we date for a while, then break up, chances are you might hate me. If that happens, it’s okay. I understand that part of the grieving process pretty well now-a-days. You might say things like, “You’ve probably slept with 30 guys,” or “I bet you did this same shit to your other boyfriends.” Saying something when you’re upset doesn’t make it true. First of all, how many guys I’ve slept with is no one’s business. Secondly, You’re implying that the sole reason my past relationships had not lasted long is basically because I’m a bitch. It’s all my fault? Really? I know I’m not perfect, but it is never all my fault.
Here’s a little bit of a conversation I had earlier tonight:
Him: ”You think you’re right about everything. All your relationships are going to fail because of that and I’ll be so happy when they do.”
Me: ”Negative. I’m smart, so I know I’m right about some things. I never claimed to be right about everything.”
I don’t know why I put myself through the verbal abuse that I have recently. It’s unfortunate, but it’s just part of it. Exclaiming that all that comes out of my mouth is bullshit is quite rude and entirely incorrect. However, go right ahead… Abuse me. Vent as much as you need to, get it all out of your system. You’ll be happier if you hate me because you won’t want to be with me ever again. So, tell yourself lies, do whatever you have to do. Paint a picture in your mind, make me out to be an absolute asshole. If you do that, you won’t want a single thing to do with me. Being alone is much easier when the alternative is being with an asshole.
It’s not really a depression I’ve been feeling, but I’m either calm in kind of an awkward way or overwhelmingly anxious.
if a girl says she wants to cut her hair short and your first response is “i dont like girls with short hair” i will shit in your mouth while you sleep
This is wonderful. That was the first thing my ex-boyfriend said, right after I told him I was going to cut my hair. It was very damaged after I bleached it, and it really couldn’t be saved. I should have broken up with him right when he said that. It really hurt me, actually.
C’est la lune et moi ce soir. Nous sommes seuls ensemble.
I’m getting together with my friends and they’re having a small party. It’ll be pretty fun, I’m sure. I’ve been home since 10:30 this morning, so I’m definitely ready to get out. This weather really sucks… I like listening to storms, but I hate having to drive in them.
What more do we need to talk about? There’s nothing left to discuss.
I can decline your calls all day, mother fucker. I have no problem turning my phone off.