sending me rediculously mean messeges on xbox because your girlfriend doesnt look at those!?! OH HELL NO!
(Source: thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg, via randominternet)
I love that moment when you say I miss you to your bestfriend and they come back with “I thought we already went over this, it goes without saying that I miss you when I’m gone, so why you bringing it up again crazy” haha.
So, Im sitting here, going through all my posts, and its making me kind of sad. There are a few where I remember those times, and I remember being really happy. Then I read a little further into time. I remember what was going on when I was typing really sadly. Those posts only seem sad, but I remember being really upset. I don’t understand why he made me so happy, or why I cant seem to forgot about him. Maybe because I lied to him, and I want to tell him the truth. Maybe because I want what we represented. He’s with someone else and he seems happy, and I’m glad for him, but I cant help but to wish it could have been me to make him happy. Why I don’t hate him I have no idea. I was a mistake according to him, I made him miserable he says, but I don’t hate him. Why?
(Source: carringtonlynn, via randominternet)
It has come to my attention that I cannot put anything about anything online without SOMEONE (yeah you know who you are, get off my page) reading it and having something to say about it. No not everything is about you and no I don’t care that your who you are, means nothing to me, seriously. I have this particular account so that I can put whatever the hell I want on it without being criticize (much like my twitter) If you don’t like it don’t fucking stalk my pages and read it! I don’t normally rant and swear unless I really feel the need to, so I guess I really have to say fuck you, if you don’t like what I have to say or that your mentioned in maybe a few posts then don’t come to my page and read my shit. Simple as that.
(Source: icanread)
Shit Tumblr Girls Say (by albinwonderland)
