August 2010
Well,
She’s a bitch.
Keeping a smile...
I’m so frustrated. It’s depressing. I can’t find my way to you. No one knows what it’s like. No one know what I’m feeling. I just keep a damn smile on my face. If I don’t, they’ll get mad at the fact I can’t tell them what’s wrong. They’ll think I’m stupid. They tell me almost everyday that my dreams are foolish. That they’ll...
Golly.
Damn, Justin, there’s too much competition, security, and distance.
Wow.
What the hell does SATURDAY have to do with PERVERTEDNESS!?
July 2010
I fucking hate him.
Why the FUCK did I even get involved with him in the first place!? He’s such a fucking loser!! I get absolutely no fucking respect from anyone anymore because him and his gay ass fucking friend spread rumors around the school that I had sex with them. Which is a BIG, FAT, FUCKING LIE. Gaww I could seriously kill someone right now. I just hope they get hit by a train or something.
Hmm.
I just wanna be in his arms right now, and in his heart forever.
Gaww.
I’m sick and tired of feeling this way.
Well,
that was extremely rude and unpleasant.
Reblog if you speak spanish.
thesexkitten:
fuckyeahzomgcoolshit:elquintosolacabarapronto:paradingfreedom:mussona / whateverittakestobelieve:
Oh my goodness gracious gosh,
Logan John is the cutest thing I ever saw.
I think I'll wear a dress tomorrow...
(if I feel like it)
“Je t’aime to ne peux pas savoir a quel point, les mots ne peux pas decrire...”
