Rant of today.
Oh boy, it's been a while.
Where to start... where to start...
I had a man yesterday tell me I'm the only one for him, and that he wants to marry me one day.
And I had to tell him to never speak to me again.
THAT is hard.
As much as he treated me like shit for the whole time we were together, there were those moments that made the world stop.
But love is not about those little far and inbetween moments... its about being together and happy and inlove.
Not having to watch what you say, what you do, not having to suffer.
I missed him so much this morning when I opened my eyes.
But I know it was for the better.
Right?
Fuck, I tell myself everyday I want someone to hold me forever and love me completely.
And what do I do? I throw him away.
But that wasn't real love. It wasn't. It was an addiction.
I'm addicted to the way he makes me feel, the power.
He's addicted to the fighting, the passion, my mind.
I don't know.
I could have married him and been unhappy.
But then again, which married couple isn't.
Friends, these girls, are everything to me.
They make me laugh.
And jump all over me when I cry.
They even kick my ass when need be.
Girls, lets have sex.
People waste away.
Run away.
Just plain leave.
And you have left the building my dear friend.
It's sad, but I'm kinda over it.
I was so sad and upset about it before.
And all I wanted to do was scream at you.
But I've gotten over that
I don't even care enough to say hello.
Once in a while, I'll see you.
But you're not who I'd call when I need someone.
Peace out G.
Bring on the "finding love at University" thing.
Like come on!
I'm there.... I'm here.
I will take male and female.
Come on!
That's a whole lot of chance.
I miss you.
A lot..
We should hang out.
Or not.
It wont be awkward for me.
I dont think.
I dont know.
Just, I miss talking to someone who isn't a fucktard.
Oh boy.
Nevertheless, ugh... I dont know. Have a good life? Peace
School, I'm slacking hardcore.
And I have NO idea why.
You'd think I'd take something THIS serious and THIS big and not fuck it up.
But then again, it's me.
Miss QUEEN of fucking up.
Should we?
Seriously, is there a point?
I don't know.
I'm really fucking hungry.
Like IMMENSELY hungry.
Someone make me some damn food
My parents, are at war with each other now.
I told my mom to just divorce him and get it over with.
She said no.
I tried.
Im kidding.
I dont know what I'd do if they seperated.
That'd give me PROOF there is no such thing as love anymore.
If they cant make it, no one can.
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Just fucking talk about it and get it over with.
I love my dog. She's amazing.
I AM NOT A WHORE.
And the next person to treat me like one is going to die.
I like oral. I think it's a bonding and intimate thing.
I dont get off during sex.
I dont even enjoy it.
Oral is my way.
Just because all of a sudden my hand is down your pants DOESNT MEAN you can leave a twenty on the night stand when you leave.
But by all means do, cause I'm poor.
BUT... I'm tired of guys treating me like Im nothing.
How dare you push me and hint to me that you want to touch me.
And when you do it's all of a sudden MY fault?
"You shouldn't have let them touch you. They'll think you're easy"
EXCUSE ME?! I do what I want. And that's a stupid reason to stop talking to someone.
Just because they give you what you were PUSHING for, you'll just throw them away like they're nothing because.. ya know.. she gave in.
Fuck that.
It's so stupid.
I should just stop touching people completely.
COMPLETELY.
Be a prude.
Hah, like that will ever happen.
Im not a whore.
IM PRETTY FUCKING WICKED.
Ive come to this conclusion.
Im an awesome person.
There is NO ONE like me.
I can honestly say that right now.
Go, try and find someone like me.
With my ideals, IDEAS, creative thinking, logic, compassion and thoughts.
Cant do it can you?
I thought so.
I've heard "Ive never met anyone like you before" a billion times.
Cause you havent.
I be one of a kinda bitchez.
Where to start... where to start...
I had a man yesterday tell me I'm the only one for him, and that he wants to marry me one day.
And I had to tell him to never speak to me again.
THAT is hard.
As much as he treated me like shit for the whole time we were together, there were those moments that made the world stop.
But love is not about those little far and inbetween moments... its about being together and happy and inlove.
Not having to watch what you say, what you do, not having to suffer.
I missed him so much this morning when I opened my eyes.
But I know it was for the better.
Right?
Fuck, I tell myself everyday I want someone to hold me forever and love me completely.
And what do I do? I throw him away.
But that wasn't real love. It wasn't. It was an addiction.
I'm addicted to the way he makes me feel, the power.
He's addicted to the fighting, the passion, my mind.
I don't know.
I could have married him and been unhappy.
But then again, which married couple isn't.
Friends, these girls, are everything to me.
They make me laugh.
And jump all over me when I cry.
They even kick my ass when need be.
Girls, lets have sex.
People waste away.
Run away.
Just plain leave.
And you have left the building my dear friend.
It's sad, but I'm kinda over it.
I was so sad and upset about it before.
And all I wanted to do was scream at you.
But I've gotten over that
I don't even care enough to say hello.
Once in a while, I'll see you.
But you're not who I'd call when I need someone.
Peace out G.
Bring on the "finding love at University" thing.
Like come on!
I'm there.... I'm here.
I will take male and female.
Come on!
That's a whole lot of chance.
I miss you.
A lot..
We should hang out.
Or not.
It wont be awkward for me.
I dont think.
I dont know.
Just, I miss talking to someone who isn't a fucktard.
Oh boy.
Nevertheless, ugh... I dont know. Have a good life? Peace
School, I'm slacking hardcore.
And I have NO idea why.
You'd think I'd take something THIS serious and THIS big and not fuck it up.
But then again, it's me.
Miss QUEEN of fucking up.
Should we?
Seriously, is there a point?
I don't know.
I'm really fucking hungry.
Like IMMENSELY hungry.
Someone make me some damn food
My parents, are at war with each other now.
I told my mom to just divorce him and get it over with.
She said no.
I tried.
Im kidding.
I dont know what I'd do if they seperated.
That'd give me PROOF there is no such thing as love anymore.
If they cant make it, no one can.
ldkgjsdlgjdslgjsdkvgnsdklged
Just fucking talk about it and get it over with.
I love my dog. She's amazing.
I AM NOT A WHORE.
And the next person to treat me like one is going to die.
I like oral. I think it's a bonding and intimate thing.
I dont get off during sex.
I dont even enjoy it.
Oral is my way.
Just because all of a sudden my hand is down your pants DOESNT MEAN you can leave a twenty on the night stand when you leave.
But by all means do, cause I'm poor.
BUT... I'm tired of guys treating me like Im nothing.
How dare you push me and hint to me that you want to touch me.
And when you do it's all of a sudden MY fault?
"You shouldn't have let them touch you. They'll think you're easy"
EXCUSE ME?! I do what I want. And that's a stupid reason to stop talking to someone.
Just because they give you what you were PUSHING for, you'll just throw them away like they're nothing because.. ya know.. she gave in.
Fuck that.
It's so stupid.
I should just stop touching people completely.
COMPLETELY.
Be a prude.
Hah, like that will ever happen.
Im not a whore.
IM PRETTY FUCKING WICKED.
Ive come to this conclusion.
Im an awesome person.
There is NO ONE like me.
I can honestly say that right now.
Go, try and find someone like me.
With my ideals, IDEAS, creative thinking, logic, compassion and thoughts.
Cant do it can you?
I thought so.
I've heard "Ive never met anyone like you before" a billion times.
Cause you havent.
I be one of a kinda bitchez.