being insecure fucking sucks because people always think you’re saying shit for attention or to get compliments but I don’t want attention because attention means more people noticing my flaws and I don’t want compliments because I don’t even know how to take them
I’d really like a charm bracelet / necklace.
and not those tile ones, either, like they just have a picture of what I like.
I’d have a little fish, a fingerprint, sushi, a music note, a lily, and what not of what else I like :D
- person: you're really cute
- me: are you making fun of me
- 1/3 of me: I wanna be fit and sexy and have a flat stomach and be lean and have lots of muscle.
- 1/3 of me: I wanna be skinny and tiny and dainty and delicate and bony and frail and look cute in everything.
- 1/3 of me: I wanna not give a shit about what I look like and be happy instead.
feels so good to come back home :D
and it’s been awhile since i’ve taken a pic of myself
happy 4/20, guys! smoke responsibly!
‘cause i know you niggas are gonna get stoned as fuck
You reap what you sow.
“Can’t we just pull it out for one more month? I don’t want to move all my stuff and have to get used to new roommates.”
well, you shouldn’t have tried to be sneaky and clever and fucked with our stuff and pretend you didn’t do it.
I like how you both come up to me, individually, and try to talk me into agreeing to “stick together so we don’t have to move our stuff.” Do you even know how selfish you sound? I know exactly what you’re trying to pull and you’re still going to lie to my face that you didn’t do anything.
The fuck I’m going to stay in a place where there’s always going to be tension and shit’s getting messed with and there’s no effort of communication or even trying to better yourself.
It’s one fucking thing: CLEAN. AFTER. YOURSELF.
and you couldn’t even do that and give this bullshit “well that’s just how I was raised, I need to be told what to do.”
…Someone like this post in agreement that ^that^ doesn’t fucking fly in life. You get told to do it, you learn to just do it without having to be told. Fucking grow up. Yeah, you’re definitely not mature enough to take care of yourself, so I’m not going to live with you and take care of you for you. DUH. And if your parents couldn’t teach you and you can’t teach yourself, what makes you think I’m going to go through the last push and try to get you to do it if you haven’t even been listening in the first place?
Oh, and “I deleted that facebook post, but it wasn’t about her because I didn’t say her name.” If you found this post and complain your ass off about it, I will pull the same goddamn card on you and you tell me that you’re not a liar. Don’t be stupid.
You want to know how I know that you’re guilty? Because you’re actually going through this effort NOW to explain yourself. You cried after the ultimatum. I know I did nothing wrong and I regret nothing, therefore, I don’t give a flying fuck if I have to move.
You want to be stubborn and think you don’t deserve this because you “didn’t do anything wrong”, honey, let me remind you something:
Last year, I moved into your room during the last quarter. I can fucking do it again.