So, ramble.
It stresses me out so fucking much, that you won’t take the time to fucking talk to me. And I hav no fucking clue why. FuckFuckFuck, You’re ridiculous. I can’t tell if you’re fucking ignoring me or no. If you don’t want this atleast be kind enough to fucking inform me please. Jesus Christ you’re making me so crazy, I shouldn’t fucking cry. Ah, goddamn this entire situation. I thought you were different, but of course I’m an idiot obviously. Dude, fuck you, Fuck you all. Fucking A. All I can do is sit here and think about how you won’t fucking talk to me. I didn’t do anyfuckingthing. that’s why I’m so confused. We are happy,then all of the sudden. we don’t talk for three days. Odd enough. I fucking trust you to go to prom with your friend so she doesm’t have to go alone. I come support you at your fucking play. I don’t even ask that you text me all the time. just occasionally. Because I realize you have a fucking life.. And All I get is shit. I support you through everfuckingthing, and I get shit. You don’t like strssing me out, well i’m fucking beyond stressed. All I want is to fucking talk to you, is that so terrible. I can’t concentrate on anything.. I let my gaurd down because I thought you fancied me as much as I did you. but Obviouslyfuckingnot. FUCK.
(I’m sorry I used fuck so many times, just helps.)
I AM,
Such the failure.
I can’t even simply write how my life is doing?
tis’ pathetic, well anyways my friend had her baby. She’s beautiful! I f course will post a few thousand photos. My jewelry is still getting nowhere. /: I guess only i like them? hmm, met an male friend, we hit it off. EOCT’s this week, I’m hopeful. I found a new love for gum, Stride mystery tastes like… (cue herd of monkeys)
furgastaginfluganfishter
I think my nails are too short.
:/
They hurt, like bitches.
