Aaaand.
Comic relief.
We were given: two hands to hold, two legs to walk, two eyes to see, two ears to listen. But why only one heart?
Because the other was given to someone else, for us to find. • Ask me anything
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Because the other was given to someone else, for us to find. • Ask me anything
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Ahaha. and YOU! You are the worst of the bunch, you double-standard-setting, ignorant, arrogant man that I’m deeply in love with.
You can sit there and talk to all these other people and not say a word to me. I say something that I think its relatively smart, and then you take all my glory away. You can tear me down within 10 seconds of us talking and destroy my good mood within 5. I can pour my heart and soul out to you and all I’ll get is a “^w^” or a “thank you.”
Don’t ask me why I put up with you, because honestly, I don’t even know. Yes, I love you with all of my heart, but you make me feel terrible at times. I can be upset over something and you won’t comfort me, or all I’ll get is a “aww, baby.”
“Aww, baby,” doesn’t make me feel better.
You can be the sweetest, kindest, most amazing person and then you can turn around and be the biggest shithead on this planet, all with in a matter of seconds, might I add.
I say things to you(that I do mean) that I can only dream of you saying to me.
I’ve said this before: you think I don’t realize when something is wrong. You think that you talking to me and being all cheery one minute then finding out I’m talking to someone else and saying you’re going to go is normal. It’s not. I know when you have things bothering you, and I’m sorry I annoy the shit out of you about it, but its the only way to get it out of you.
I don’t even want to waste my time to continue with this post, because I’ve said this all before.
I am in love with you, and I want to be your nothing, if nothing lasts forever.
But I wish you’d realize when you’re being a dick and do something about it.
I don’t think you realize how fucking hard I’m trying to be nice. You’re annoying as fuck. You can’t go two fucking days without having to text me and ask what I’m doing. “Whatcha up to?” “whatcha up to?” “how come you aren’t doing anything?”
Why the fuck do you care so god damn much? We were in a fucking class for just a little over two months and now its like you’re fucking obsessed with me.
I seriously had to stop myself from replying “stop asking so many fucking questions” because I didn’t want to hurt your fucking feelings.
Yes, you annoy me. Yes, you piss me off. No, I don’t want to talk to you. You think you want me to be myself around you, but I could tear you down in a fucking heart beat. Stop prying into my life and trying to get closer to me.
Most people, if not all, would get the subtle hints that I drop. One word replies, mostly consisting of “ok” or “…”. And it’s not even an “okay” its “Ok.” Note the period. See it there, right next to the “k.” You cannot be that dense to think that putting a period after one word replies means I want to talk to you.
Maybe if you’d come up with a subject that interests me(i.e anime, manga, books, etc) then I’d actually take time out to give you an actual, well thought out, more than 3 word, response.
But in the mean time:
learn how to spell correctly.
I don’t like texting people dat talk like dis, u kno? Its hard 2 undrstand. Mayb if u take 6th gr. english agin and lern 2 spell, den we might get along better.
Probably shouldn’t post this in this tumblr, but I’m already logged in and don’t feel like signing into my tumblr.
You’ve barely been around and when you have been, you treat me like shit. I’m only living in your god forsaken house because my mom paid for my plane ticket and wants me to go to college out here. I’m not changing who I am just because you went off and fucked some woman and had a fucking child with her. They aren’t my family. She isn’t my mother. I am not one of her “babies.” He isn’t my little brother and they are not my sisters. I’ll stay in my room so you can all go along with your lives like I wasn’t even here. I’ll come out every now and then to eat and use the bathroom and whatever, but I refuse to sit around and watch tv with an annoying little brat and three people who hardly speak any english. Because when I am downstairs, they’re either watching some Filipino drama or are off on the computers.
If I could go home now, I would. If I could go back to my home, I would.
I was emailing my mom, because I don’t have any other way of talking to her. Know what she said to me, referring to me and my brother?
You two need to know that you only have each other for family so support, love and hang on to each other
And you know what, she’s right. You aren’t part of our family any more. You were nothing but the fucking sperm donor. You treated my family like shit when you lived with us and I hope your new wife sees the way you treat her and her daughters and leaves your sorry ass.
Fuck. you.
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THIS!
NOW YOU’RE TALKING.
THIS IS WORTHY OF BEING MY 15,000th POST.
The CUTEST thing ever.
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YES.
THIS YOU GUYS.
HAH. HAH. HAH.
I’m pretty positive Russia can hear my laughter.
This is relevent to my intrests. C:
Screenshot of the Toy Story 3. Look at Andy’s screen. He’s logging into tumblr, lol what a little hipster!
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