It's been a while, and too many people will read my tumblr so...

._. vent.
It's whatever. I don't care. Because I hate incosiderate little asshole dickfaces who are so stupid and should go get their hearts broken over the girls who have boyfriends and fall in love with them again, and cry over it. I'm done with dicks that have no balls and can't do anything to help themselves out of a hole when there's people who would gladly help them. They can suffer in their little holes themselves. I'm going to have fun with my life and do what I do. I'm through with trying to impress your ass, and be what you'd need. Believe me, I was worth it, but everyone has concluded that you're pretty much 'blind as f***' so I'm done. I shouldve listened to everyone before I became this crazy idiot.

Oh&

I'm just another hassle. Another thing that you have to schedule in. It shouldn't matter.

How would it feel if I was always doing things with the people at my school and always seclude you, or just straight up stopped talking to you. Or if I was a spring valley kids-only kind of person. How would it feel if your 'best friends' literally forgot about you. How would it feel if I made plans with my other friends all the time, and never with you guys. Kay I'm done.

Annoyed.

I'm so done with you guys , like forreal. I don't care anymore, I really don't. You're sucked into your schools. I'm always the one calling, or making plans, or doing stuff. You're too busy . The only time I know what you guys are doing is when I ask you what you're doing. I'm done caring, we WERE best friends, but it doesn't seem like it anymore. Here you guys are isolating yourselves again. It's all about you& the people at your school. whatev.
&i usually DONT point out of specific people , but this time I hope you know. Brittany, Ashley & Vanessa.

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I would blog on this, but it isn't as convient as tumblr on my ipod. Maybe I should just copy and paste things. Well if I'm not lazy HAHAAHAH. If not, then go read my tumblr to be updated ;D


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my hair is kind of hard to work with /:

I've made my decision

to get over you. Or at least try. There's no guarantee that I won't have a relapse, but this is my choice. I can't stand wondering & feeling bad about things that might or might not be true. It just isn't worth it right now. I could just tell you straight up that I like you but I just can't. I don't know why. Maybe cause I know what you'll say or I'm scared of what you'll say. I've actually gone to the point of trying to figure out what's wrong with ME & continuously put myself down. If there's anything YOU'LL do something , but I know there isn't so I'm going to stop trying to make it happen myself.





-on my tumblr.