Does it have to be wrong to make it feel right?
Fuck you. Fuck livejournal. Go ahead, cry about how your boyfriend doesnt love you becuase he didnt call you tonight, vent about your insecurites because you're not skinny like an AIDS patient. Cry because your daddy wont buy you that Ipod you've longed for. Fuck it. Just do it. You're a fucking spoiled brat who has no idea what the real world is like outside of high school. You're pathetic. You make me sick. I hate it when you stand up and poke your rib cage, trying to lift skin and pull it off as fat. "Oh my god you guys, will you look at this? Its absolutly disgusting! I seriously need to loose weight, I'm sooo fat. I went from a size zero to a size three! Ew! I am fucking disgusting!"
Shut up.
Just...shut the fuck up.
No one cares.
If you think that, go starve yourself...until you die. At least you'll leave a skinny corpse behind.
"Hey Ryan, why dont you ever show up to school?"
heres the answer, so I'm not confined in a small space to listen to you bitches rant about how "fat you are" or how much "sex you get from the boyfriends you just LOVE so much"
Whatever. What the fuck ever.
I hope I get so fucking fat that people wont talk to me anymore, cause they'll be so disgusted with me.
FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shut up.
Just...shut the fuck up.
No one cares.
If you think that, go starve yourself...until you die. At least you'll leave a skinny corpse behind.
"Hey Ryan, why dont you ever show up to school?"
heres the answer, so I'm not confined in a small space to listen to you bitches rant about how "fat you are" or how much "sex you get from the boyfriends you just LOVE so much"
Whatever. What the fuck ever.
I hope I get so fucking fat that people wont talk to me anymore, cause they'll be so disgusted with me.
FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!