Oily marks appear on walls
I am so sick of being screwed with.
I wish people would stop running away from things they disagree with. People can't stand criticism and I admit I don't enjoy it but I don't fucking run away from it a majority of the time. I know I make mistakes and I know people are going to point them out. I can handle that without getting mad and acting ridiculous.
I wish people would fucking swallow their pride and admit when they've made a mistake. And if you're going to do something, be prepared for the consequences.
So Tyler and his little bitch broke up. And big surprise, he's run back to his "old shitty friends." Well fuck you Tyler, you let a little girl control you and she broke your poor little heart so don't expect me to be your shoulder to cry on. You blew us off and now you're running back to us, fuck that. I don't have the energy for people like that in my life.
Prom is in a few days and I get to see Alex and I'm really exciiiiited. More about seeing Alex than prom, really.
It was hell trying to sew the damn cups into my dress today. The fabric on them is incredibly thick.
bleh, I don't feel well :(