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i have some ranting to get out before i possibly lose my internet
& i'll be totally okay if i still have it & bitches are mad.
life goes on, right?
are you edge?
i am not straight edge. & fuck you if you think you are & you're under 21. you're what's called a law obeying citizen, so shut the fuck up already. sloth is edge, he's 22. you sirs are not even 18, get the fuck over it.
mind your buisness.
hey, when i do something wrong & you get pissed off, maybe it should concern you. i hate it when assfaces get pissed at me when i do something that the other person isn't even mad about. hey fucker, sloth is my friend & saying taylor has a lot in common with him isn't an insult if you ask me. not at all. & so maybe you should grow up & talk shit about someone you actually know & get off your fucking high horse, you ain't perfect. this applies for a lady who doesn't even read my journal.
your biased opinions suck.
oh & maybe people should think about all aspects of things. getting pissed about something that you weren't there for & don't really know what happened 100% sure of. i'm sorry, ripping roxie away from making out with that gay guy wouldn't help if he was going to steal her, it would have made it worse. it ALSO would have made it worse if she was enjoying it. yeah, some friend i would be. if any bitches would have ripped me away from german when we were kissing, i probably would have smacked the hell out of them. plus, he was gay. i doubt gay men take advantage of females. oh yeah & i called big mike over to the scene of the crime too.
your closed mind should die.
oh & i really really hate it when people dont even know me & are too closed minded to even try & talk to me esp. when their best friend is friends with me & we hang out often. that's relly annoying. i still don't know what the fuck my type of person is. maybe someone who is actually nice & not snotty & inconsiderate. oh & i dont talk shit about people like they wont read it, when they sure as hell are going to read it that same damn day. yeah, that's kind of stupid.
why don't you listen to me for a while?
it pisses me off that i listen to everyone else complaining about their lives & love lives & such & when i have something to say. there are literally two people who can actually understand what i'm talking about. & one of them hardly ever talks to me anymore. & everytime i call, she's out with her other friends or her boyfriend or her phone is busy because she's on the phone with said boyfriend. & the other person probably is growing really really fucking tired of me even talking to him. i'm really sorry. i'll stop, i swear. it's just hard. it seems like people want to talk&talk&talk & that's it. i really dont get it. i like talking & listening. so this is where everyone will read what i feel, because i've been to weird to post about it. ever.
the complete taylor story.
i fell in love with taylor a long long time ago. we met decemeber 3rd & hated each other. not long after we started talking, & we clicked instantly. louis was my very very very good friend & told me it was impossible forme to love taylor so fast, but it didn't matter, i knew i did. & i didn't tell him. taylor & i live an hour away from each other. we used to have a lot in common, & still do. we just changed a little bit. but before we changed we were awesome. i lost soo much sleep staying up late talking to him & i did not care, because taylor was so worth it to me. & then one day he just stopped calling & did not answer his phone except on saturdays when i called on a blocked number. this went on for three weeks. i couldnt eat, & when i did i threw most of it up. i cried myself to sleep a lot. i thought something was so very wrong with me. why did he start to hate me? well, the third saturday was two days before valentines day which made everything so much worse. he refused to talk to me & i pretended to hate him. one of his best friends started to like me & we even planned to go on a date, but it was so weird & i was sort of relieved when he couldnt go. then out of nowhere taylor imed me & my heart literally skipped a beat. i had spent the whole time we didnt talk wishing death upon him & everything changed at that moment. we eventually started talking more & more & i still loved him & wanted to get back together, but he wasn't ready. i ended up dating casey & tinus during that time. the day after tinus & i broke up, taylor & i were back together. i didn't bother to tell anyone because everyone pretty much hates that i dumped tinus. get the fuck over it. i even think i changed for him in ways & that scared me. i've been compromising myself for a boy who wont change in the least for me. i made a joke to the same friend whom once wanted to go on a date with me & he took it totally wrong & i was pmsing & i didnt really care. after i realized taylor didn't talk to me for over 24 hours because of this, i realized our relationship wasn't too strong. i asked if he wanted to break up & eventually he said yes. i admit, i shouldn't have given him the idea, but i'd hate to think of reliving those three weeks in jan/feb. i'd just die. especially since a lot of things have me depressed. but keep in mind that since we met we have seen each other 4 times & never kissed.
so there you have it, why the fuck i'm so god damned sad about a boy who lives so far away & none of my friends really met.
& now i feel a lot better.
&i'm only really mad at one person.
& you should tell me if you're mad at me.
& i'll be totally okay if i still have it & bitches are mad.
life goes on, right?
are you edge?
i am not straight edge. & fuck you if you think you are & you're under 21. you're what's called a law obeying citizen, so shut the fuck up already. sloth is edge, he's 22. you sirs are not even 18, get the fuck over it.
mind your buisness.
hey, when i do something wrong & you get pissed off, maybe it should concern you. i hate it when assfaces get pissed at me when i do something that the other person isn't even mad about. hey fucker, sloth is my friend & saying taylor has a lot in common with him isn't an insult if you ask me. not at all. & so maybe you should grow up & talk shit about someone you actually know & get off your fucking high horse, you ain't perfect. this applies for a lady who doesn't even read my journal.
your biased opinions suck.
oh & maybe people should think about all aspects of things. getting pissed about something that you weren't there for & don't really know what happened 100% sure of. i'm sorry, ripping roxie away from making out with that gay guy wouldn't help if he was going to steal her, it would have made it worse. it ALSO would have made it worse if she was enjoying it. yeah, some friend i would be. if any bitches would have ripped me away from german when we were kissing, i probably would have smacked the hell out of them. plus, he was gay. i doubt gay men take advantage of females. oh yeah & i called big mike over to the scene of the crime too.
your closed mind should die.
oh & i really really hate it when people dont even know me & are too closed minded to even try & talk to me esp. when their best friend is friends with me & we hang out often. that's relly annoying. i still don't know what the fuck my type of person is. maybe someone who is actually nice & not snotty & inconsiderate. oh & i dont talk shit about people like they wont read it, when they sure as hell are going to read it that same damn day. yeah, that's kind of stupid.
why don't you listen to me for a while?
it pisses me off that i listen to everyone else complaining about their lives & love lives & such & when i have something to say. there are literally two people who can actually understand what i'm talking about. & one of them hardly ever talks to me anymore. & everytime i call, she's out with her other friends or her boyfriend or her phone is busy because she's on the phone with said boyfriend. & the other person probably is growing really really fucking tired of me even talking to him. i'm really sorry. i'll stop, i swear. it's just hard. it seems like people want to talk&talk&talk & that's it. i really dont get it. i like talking & listening. so this is where everyone will read what i feel, because i've been to weird to post about it. ever.
the complete taylor story.
i fell in love with taylor a long long time ago. we met decemeber 3rd & hated each other. not long after we started talking, & we clicked instantly. louis was my very very very good friend & told me it was impossible forme to love taylor so fast, but it didn't matter, i knew i did. & i didn't tell him. taylor & i live an hour away from each other. we used to have a lot in common, & still do. we just changed a little bit. but before we changed we were awesome. i lost soo much sleep staying up late talking to him & i did not care, because taylor was so worth it to me. & then one day he just stopped calling & did not answer his phone except on saturdays when i called on a blocked number. this went on for three weeks. i couldnt eat, & when i did i threw most of it up. i cried myself to sleep a lot. i thought something was so very wrong with me. why did he start to hate me? well, the third saturday was two days before valentines day which made everything so much worse. he refused to talk to me & i pretended to hate him. one of his best friends started to like me & we even planned to go on a date, but it was so weird & i was sort of relieved when he couldnt go. then out of nowhere taylor imed me & my heart literally skipped a beat. i had spent the whole time we didnt talk wishing death upon him & everything changed at that moment. we eventually started talking more & more & i still loved him & wanted to get back together, but he wasn't ready. i ended up dating casey & tinus during that time. the day after tinus & i broke up, taylor & i were back together. i didn't bother to tell anyone because everyone pretty much hates that i dumped tinus. get the fuck over it. i even think i changed for him in ways & that scared me. i've been compromising myself for a boy who wont change in the least for me. i made a joke to the same friend whom once wanted to go on a date with me & he took it totally wrong & i was pmsing & i didnt really care. after i realized taylor didn't talk to me for over 24 hours because of this, i realized our relationship wasn't too strong. i asked if he wanted to break up & eventually he said yes. i admit, i shouldn't have given him the idea, but i'd hate to think of reliving those three weeks in jan/feb. i'd just die. especially since a lot of things have me depressed. but keep in mind that since we met we have seen each other 4 times & never kissed.
so there you have it, why the fuck i'm so god damned sad about a boy who lives so far away & none of my friends really met.
& now i feel a lot better.
&i'm only really mad at one person.
& you should tell me if you're mad at me.