• Archive for September 7th, 2011

    To Myself. I fucking hate you

    by  • September 7, 2011 • Anger, Self-Esteem • 0 Comments

    You have let yourself go, you used to be anywhere from 112, to 125 pounds. Ever since you turned 21 and could drink you drink all these disgusting malt beverages. Beer, tilt, 4loko, blast, LIQUOR. I am SICKENED by you, just looking at you makes me want to puke my fucking guts up. You are

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    i don’t regret it.

    by  • September 7, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Goodbye • 0 Comments

    i didn’t want anything except a friendship. and we’ve been friends for so long. you used to be my rock. i’m glad you helped me grow. but you made it sort of complicated for me. i guess i was expecting you to at least react. a few days later, tell me you miss me. “i

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    7909

    by  • September 7, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Trust • 0 Comments

    This seems familiar, you are going to sleep early. That is very unlike you. The last time you “went to sleep early”, it definitely was not your own bed that you slept in. So, yes, I am worried to death. I am going out of my mind thinking of all these crazy thoughts. It doesn’t

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    My little BABY team.

    by  • September 7, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Frustration • 0 Comments

    Dear My Volleyball Team, I hope you love not winning because now that we’re entering district, it isn’t happening. Because you’re all BABIES. Do you understand that I’m not biased? Do you think I’m lying and setting it to B and A because they are my friends whom i sit with at lunch. How about

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