i miss you and you suck because you didn’t answer me last night. i now i’ve been ignoring you for about 3 weeks now but that’s because we have a vicious cycle of a friendship or something of the sort and it’s not healthy. but that doesn’t make me miss you any less. i’m not good at this self control thing.
why do none of my friends live at my school? i know i have a shitload of friends, i get overwelmed sometimes in all honesty.. but i feel like i only have 2 who actually live here and the rest commute so wtf do i do on thursdays?.. and then i get sad about the previous paragraph again because normally i’d see what that boy was doing.
i’m exhausted and want to nap and have been in class since 9 am and have class until 830 pm. kill me. i just wanna go to a bar and dance my little heart out later but i can’t. why? because i’m fucking twenty. SOMEONE SNeAK ME IN.
“Women have as much right to rule as men do and this should be realized. Yes, it may be a man’s world but they seem to forget it would be nothing without a woman.”—C.R. (kind words from a young man in the UK who wanted to share his thoughts after stumbling across our Movement) ♥ (via firstlady)
seriously. why are you dating her anyways? she won’t even fuck you for no apparent reason, she just stops talking to you for days, she doesn’t appreciate our sense of fashion, i doubt you have anything in common, and she overall seems like she sucks. oh and you said shes either perfect at times or a complete bitch? again.. dating her why? and i’ve never had more things common with a guy… ever.. and we clearly liked fucking each other last year… and you still wanna fuck me now… so… break up with her alreadyyyy. i mean if she was nice and seemed like she cared.. i’d say keep trying to fix it like i used to say.. but now i’m just frustrated and she doesn’t deserve you.
people are retarded. according to my scale i lost a little bit of weight. from the summer. aka i’m back to where i was before the summer and the rest of my entire life. i’ve always cared about how i looked but i always was happy with it. then over the summer i wasn’t so now i’m back to where i used to be. sounds like it would be great except atleast once a day someone says something about it that makes me feel like complete shit. half the people say i look so great and so skinny so that makes me feel like crap thinking i was like so much bigger before. and the other half say i’m too skinny and make me feel awful about myself. best part is most of these people didn’t even see me over the summer so to them i shouldn’t even look any different. but seriously the amount of weight i lost is not significant enough for everyone to be making such a big deal out of this. literally today someone said my shirt (huge baggy tshirt) looks so much bigger than it did LAST YEAR and it must be because i lost SO MUCH weight. first off, you haven’t seen me in a year and i look the same as i did then. second, the shirt doesnt even close in the back and its a huge ass shirt so i could have lost 30 lbs and you wouldnt notice in the damn shirt so shut the fuck up because the shit youre telling me is not only irrelevant but fucking pointless. it’s fucking annoying and i think i’ve maybe said one thing to one person in my life about how they look. why does everyone i know feel the need to constantly comment on how i look to me? i don’t need compliments nor do i need criticism so why am i the one who constantly gets it? no one else around me does. god, feeling good about yourself is clearly impossible when everyone around you makes it known that their opinion is more important than your own. i finally look the way i wanted after a summer of being self conscious about it and i’ve never felt more miserable in my entire life. people are seriously pissing me off. and now i’m the one crying.
“I’m in love with your business. And your productivity is the reason I interest. Ambitious girl. See, I like the person that you are, but I’m in love with the person that you have potential to be. And all your dreams, share ‘em with me. And your secrets, bare ‘em with me. And the flaws, you ain’t even got to mention to me. Ambitious girl. You just wanna win. And you’d rather chase your dreams, than to try to chase these men that try to chase these skirts that try to chase these shots with flavors that are not even as sweet as her.”—
first day of my sex&love class is teaching me one thing. some girls really are delusional to how sexually involved woman are. i hear i’m def more sexual than some girls and i’m most definitely more open about it but damn, some of these chicks have no idea what’s even going on in their brains.. or worse.. pretending it’s not true. how lame. my life would be so boring if i pretended i didn’t wanna fuck guys all the time or think about it more than guys do. it’s 2011, come on.