You were the one who pushed for more in the first place. Now we can’t have it for my own good? Are you fucking kidding me? You got scared and I’m being punished for it. Good god, you suck.
You were the one who pushed for more in the first place. Now we can’t have it for my own good? Are you fucking kidding me? You got scared and I’m being punished for it. Good god, you suck.
Part of me wants to scream that they were right all along. And I hate it. I fucking hate it so much. I don’t want to think that that was the plan all along. I couldn’t bear it. Fuck.
I guess that’s what I get for being afraid we don’t talk much anymore. Fuck. I’m dying. No more important questions before bedtime.
I gave you an out and you didn’t take it. Hm. Okay.
I tried uploading a screen cap of a clever text conversation earlier today and it wouldn’t work. I think it was the universe talking me I’ve got a good balance right now and I probably shouldn’t fuck it up. Hooray, universe!
LMAO!
In my experience it’s more of trying to get up to pee and they’re sleeping on/tangled in your hair. Not a fun time.
(via hellogiggles)
Awesome day off: laying in bed with cramps and a hot pad. Dying. Oh god.