Fuck You
Fuck you fuck you fuck you...
I finally get up the courage to comment on a status of Kylie's about going to plan B, and Sam writes right after it "you better be ready for Saturday and tonight!"
Fuck you.
Can't you let me have one crush? One measely little harmless fling without stepping over it? She knows I won't go if she's going to be there. It's my one fucking night of the week to see Kylie...
I just want to curl up and cry...
I finally get up the courage to comment on a status of Kylie's about going to plan B, and Sam writes right after it "you better be ready for Saturday and tonight!"
Fuck you.
Can't you let me have one crush? One measely little harmless fling without stepping over it? She knows I won't go if she's going to be there. It's my one fucking night of the week to see Kylie...
I just want to curl up and cry...