I’m a mess, I cannot confess what I’ve been wanting to do. Sure you may have heard that one story about what had happened Saturday night but you can’t complain for you have multiple opportunities to talk to me and you never take the initiate moves.
Fuck family. Just when you think everything’s bound to be fine they go and fuck shit up. Just because I’m supposedly getting “snippy” on the phone or what seems to be “snippy” is because you called like a damn minute before I could check whether or not you had the right directions to go to wherever you were heading to. We wouldn’t be having this god...
I always see your statuses that you post & I can’t help but wonder whether or not you’re aiming the things that you typed towards me or wonder what you’re trying to say. Why can’t these things be a little bit easier to figure out?
"The beat is pumping, now she's blowing up, The...
Living In the Sky with Diamonds by Cobra Starship
This idiot today tried to tell me that metaphase was after telophase when it’s clearly in the middle of the phases & he wasn’t even in the conversation in the first place to begin with! I just went along with whatever he was saying so that I didn’t have to listen to him ‘argue’ about what he thought was the order of mitosis.
I just want to create my own little perfect world so that I can go there to escape all the things that cause me so much stress when it’s the last thing that I need on my plate.