February 2012
142 posts
I'm laughing on the inside.
Barb is always telling everyone how recovered she is, and how Godly she is, and how much everyone loves her at work, and how good she is at everything, and how papa never encourages her and how she used to be rich but papa doesn’t make any money. (she actually sucks at everything. And people think she’s weird. and shes the one that’s not encouraging- nothing papa ever says or...
“well you’re like, mad at him for having a girlfriend… It’s kind of immature” No.
I’m not mad because he has a girlfriend. I’m mad cause he doesn’t talk to me now that he has said girlfriend. I’m mad that whenever I say hi to him he looks at me like he doesn’t know me. I’m mad that his girlfriend tells him made up stories about me....
I got sad today. When I get sad I drink water and cry. then dance around my kitchen, eating apple pie and drinking tea. Now I feel better.
when you can’t sleep and you have to wake up for school in T-minus 6 hours and 45 minutes which means you won’t get 9 hours of sleep which means you’ll look and feel like the living dead all day tomorrow… is when you stay up for 3 more hours and reblog until you die
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