i can't do this.

no, i'm not okay.

fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you FUCK YOU I HATE YOU ( Read more... )

in the past week and a half ( Read more... )

nothing says classy qqqquuuiiiittttteeeee like getting drunk at 3 in the afternoon, alone, in a bathing suit top.

-rolling tobacco
-the way coppertone smells
-being drunk in the middle of the afternoon.
-3/4 sleeve cardigans
-bad tan lines
-shoes that are falling apart
-hairy men in short shorts

hey everyone, here's is a truely fucking brilliant idea ( Read more... )

i'm deleting this because i am sick of reading these stupid catty posts you people make about me.

THANKS A LOT ASSHOLES.

i'm not some thing that can be claimed. sorry.

here are some things i'm not too into right now ( Read more... )

THANKS A WHOLE FUCKING LOT FOR RUINING EVERYTHING FOR ME.