So, I’m taking Driver’s Ed, and the class is in the Tech Ed room. The tech Ed tables in there are kind of in bad shape, and there is tape all over them, to keep the table covers on. So, every driver’s Ed class, I pick at the packaging tape on my table because it’s dirty, grimy, and ugly and I’m a girl so I want my space to be clean. Well, the tape is too thick for my pencil lead, and my lead would break every time I’d try to poke a hole in it (that’s what he said). Anyways, so I’ve spent like the last 3 weeks on the tape. Today. Today I finally broke through the tape. Once it happened I wanted to jump up&yell: “YES!! FUCKING SHIT I BROKE THROUGH THE FUCKING TAPE!!! I FINALLY DID IT! WOOOOO” but, I knew I would get in trouble, so I celebrated on the inside&i probably made a face you see on a child’s on Christmas day. Today was a pretty good day.
I have a Tumblr so I can take my anger out on it. If I posted crazy shit on Facebook, my family would faint at how language-filled I am. If I posted crazy shit on Twitter, my advisor would be ashamed to have me as a student/unfollow me(don’t want that!)
But tumblr. Tumblr gives me the chance to go bat shit crazy. I only have 4 followers, and I don’t think they give a fuck about what I post. So I don’t give a fuck either ;)
When your brother decides to tell you about his Omegle experiences (penises, jacking off, etc). But guess what? The mother was in the room. FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE FUCK ARE TOU THINKING?! SON OF A BITCH OUR FUCKING MOM WAS IN THE ROOM ABD YOU DECIDE TO TELL ME ABOUT HOW YOU SAW LIKE 80 PEOPLE JACKING OFF. You dumbass. Fucking shit mother fucker. Now we’re never getting a webcam, asshole. Could you be any more fucking stupider?
Being a friend only works when both sides put in an effort. Once one side stops caring, theres only so long the other can give a shit. Well guess what, your time, is up. Everything I’ve done for you has been exactly that, FOR YOU. Even though I’m getting nothing in return for this, I’m looking out…
If you wanna fuck up your life, go ahead. I’m done trying to convince you the stuff you’re doing is wrong. Just a year ago, if I told you where you’d be now, you’d laugh and say “yeah right.” Yeah well look where you are. Messing up your life and being a bitch. Not knowing who your real friends are. I don’t even care anymore. See what it’s like have total fuck-up (boy)friends. Cause soon, I don’t even think I’m gonna be here for you when you realize how big of a dumbass you are.
P.S. Also, hanging out with those assholes, makes you smell like shit