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i am in such a selfpity mood right now it's not even funny.
i'm drinking merlot and lemondae in my tinker belle mug. the wine's almost gone. i tried to fractions and my bottle is under 1/2 full. i think at elast.
i'm tlaking with nick. he's taunting me with jager shots. lil bastard. literally. he's really short. i miss hanging with nick. we used to watch moves and play video games. and i'd win coz id just hit random buttson wand do good.
i miss hanving firends here. i miss having a boy to lie my head on when i'm sad like this.
no one wants me. wooooo. i'm tooo independet. i'm too ugly. i'm too much a strong female for anyone to care about.
wooooooooooooooooooooooooo!@!!!!
this convo with nick is getting ridic. we're both sad people. the truth syrum is tarting to affect me a bit too much i think.
i've liked so many bioys over the years and i've told none of them. i'll never know what im issed out on.
i know a couple people that could call me tonight and make me feel better. i doubt they will. i've fiallen apart at my seams. no one wants to put the money into reparing me.
i'mma regret writing this in the morning. i can already feel it.
drunk mcdrunky signing off bitches and hoes and babys and bros.
edit: i feel sick. in omre ways than one.
double dit: i'll even be the other woman if it'll make sme someone.
triple edit: i thin i need a boyfriend to feel validated.
wuad-whteever edit: my head feels funny.
edit that time: i heart you carytykins for dealing wth me right now.
i gave up: fuck you wodnerall.
i'm drinking merlot and lemondae in my tinker belle mug. the wine's almost gone. i tried to fractions and my bottle is under 1/2 full. i think at elast.
i'm tlaking with nick. he's taunting me with jager shots. lil bastard. literally. he's really short. i miss hanging with nick. we used to watch moves and play video games. and i'd win coz id just hit random buttson wand do good.
i miss hanving firends here. i miss having a boy to lie my head on when i'm sad like this.
no one wants me. wooooo. i'm tooo independet. i'm too ugly. i'm too much a strong female for anyone to care about.
wooooooooooooooooooooooooo!@!!!!
this convo with nick is getting ridic. we're both sad people. the truth syrum is tarting to affect me a bit too much i think.
i've liked so many bioys over the years and i've told none of them. i'll never know what im issed out on.
i know a couple people that could call me tonight and make me feel better. i doubt they will. i've fiallen apart at my seams. no one wants to put the money into reparing me.
i'mma regret writing this in the morning. i can already feel it.
drunk mcdrunky signing off bitches and hoes and babys and bros.
edit: i feel sick. in omre ways than one.
double dit: i'll even be the other woman if it'll make sme someone.
triple edit: i thin i need a boyfriend to feel validated.
wuad-whteever edit: my head feels funny.
edit that time: i heart you carytykins for dealing wth me right now.
i gave up: fuck you wodnerall.