I hope they never ask me for anything ever again. They don't deserve it. They ended making up more harm than any good. Their lack of comprehension and fear is not only affecting them (which I don't really care, it's their life, what fuck do I give) but it's starting to affect me and the things I want to do. They made my my whole night and day bitter and practically my whole weekend. And then they call me "sweetheart", "dear" or "my love". Don't piss on me and call it rain, damn it.
At least my boyfriend and friends cheered me up.
I want time to hurry up. I want to have the right to decide for myself. To think for myself and do what's fun for me, I don't care about your shitty opinion. Labels: writing
POSTED BY little girl blue ON Friday, June 10, 2011 @ 8:06 PM
