Saturday, 12 September 2009
Friday, 11 September 2009
a MAJOR rant. just cause i was upset.
apologies in advance.
this is a rant
about some boys who are pricks tbh.
basically, here goes;
you say you want me dead, that my boyfriends a retard for going out with me, that my best friends hate me when theyve never spoken to you, and that youre upset youre not my best friend anymore.
well guess what sunshine, not all of those can be fucking right.
ill admit it, ive messed things up.
i "need help" well i have the best support system in the world, theyre called my friends and i love them to pieces.
theyre the ones not talking behind my back. not calling me a "messed up bitch" who'd be "better off dead for the rest of us"
tbh if you say that i dont want or need you in my life. and you say you dont want me in yours, so why cant you just leave me alone.
also. youve moved on so when i do why threaten me with being beaten up? tbh its plain stupid.
calling me immature when you can do that.
i kinda miss you at times, then i realise whatta twit youve turned out to be and count my lucky stars.
afterall. my bestfriend is now my boyfriend. i have amazing girlfriends, and for once, schools ok.
so guess what.. i win.
this is a rant
about some boys who are pricks tbh.
basically, here goes;
you say you want me dead, that my boyfriends a retard for going out with me, that my best friends hate me when theyve never spoken to you, and that youre upset youre not my best friend anymore.
well guess what sunshine, not all of those can be fucking right.
ill admit it, ive messed things up.
i "need help" well i have the best support system in the world, theyre called my friends and i love them to pieces.
theyre the ones not talking behind my back. not calling me a "messed up bitch" who'd be "better off dead for the rest of us"
tbh if you say that i dont want or need you in my life. and you say you dont want me in yours, so why cant you just leave me alone.
also. youve moved on so when i do why threaten me with being beaten up? tbh its plain stupid.
calling me immature when you can do that.
i kinda miss you at times, then i realise whatta twit youve turned out to be and count my lucky stars.
afterall. my bestfriend is now my boyfriend. i have amazing girlfriends, and for once, schools ok.
so guess what.. i win.
Saturday, 5 September 2009
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