May 2012
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That moment...
when your “best” friend decides that getting pussy is more important than your friendship.
What they don’t realize is that once that pussy disappears or doesn’t put out anymore, you’ll still be there for them even though they toss you aside like a used tissue or scrape you away from their life like they scrape away a bug that they crushed with their shoe.
I think...
that my depression medicine has actually made me more depressed and anxious. I’m fucked. I’m never going to be able to escape these crappy moods/feelings :/
sawaalove:
woke up & wished that I was dead.
I hope...
That both you and that fat slut contract several stdi’s/std’s and that at least one of them burns so bad that you can’t even get aroused anymore.
liquid-liam:
I’m the person that fills the gap for people till they find someone else better.
Anonymous asked: What's wrong?
Feeling
Really depressed for some stupid reason. I need stronger meds :/
I hate being single :/
I met this guy recently who makes me laugh like no one else has. He doesn’t text me though and definitely doesn’t seem like he’s into me at all. I wouldn’t care except for the fact that he is cute, SUPER funny, and he loves to cuddle.
I thought my luck was finally changing, but I guess not. Oh well, back to meaningless hookups and crying myself to sleep at night.
On the Monorail
Voice: Please stand clear of the doors
Me and the Voice (in unison): Por favor, mantenganse allejado de las puertas.
Obama
Needs to put it inside me. God, he turns me on so much!
