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i love how absolutely no one has asked me how i'm doing through all the crap thats been going on, yet they can call me, and from the first second, bitch and complain and whine about who they like, who i should like, what someone did, or otherwise like i actually care. DO I LOOK LIKE YOUR GODDAMN SHRINK ?! oh, no, i'm ok. i mean, only about 5 people remembered my birthday, the other few just now remembered and blamed some pathetic life strggle that they brought upon themselves bc they're fucking stupid, and leave incredibly stupid pleas for sympathy on here, and expect me to drop everything i'm doing, just to listen to their endless bantering. i d o n t c a r e ! ! ! jeezus. is that soooo hard to understand. i can't wait til this year is over. i should have done early admissions. i hate high school. i can't stand certain people, and if i hear certain names, ie david, matt, john, devin, or a few unmentionable others, i will KILL whoever said them !!!!
but thanks and have a fucking awesome day !!!
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