I’m actually the biggest piece of undesireable shit on this entire fucking planet.
one day, three autumns
cheesely, vulgar, wu tang, shoes, movies, lace, trees, disney, elephants, sunshine, cupcakes, disney anything, laughter, snugs, bows, metal, broadway, dubstep, liquor, cigarettes and marijuana smoke, pictures, words, head over heels, books, grey's anatomy, ymcmb, happy meals, internet, bongs, c.r.e.a.m
SO tired of trying SO hard to never have drama, be mad, have conflict or confrontation with anyone.
Even angrier that people I love all around me take the fact I keep my mouth shut for granted/dont realize how much they hurt me every day while I silently sit around. Be a fucking real person. Tell me if you hate me, fuck. I will get out of your hair, sweet jesus.
I need to belong somewhere soon. Really bad.
End shitty bitchy emotional rant here.
