March 2011
Dear boyfriend,
When im finally opening up and telling you how I feel (after a few fights about the way I shut down) don’t cut me off and tell me you’re going to a concert this weekend. Shit like that makes me not want to talk.
Just cause I don't have the words
Doesn’t mean Mayday Parade doesn’t.
Tear in two, she lies awake,
The moon lights up the room like day
Another night she spends alone,
Without his touch of skin so cold
The blood thats running through her veins,
With every beat theres no escape,
Lost in everything she trust,
Still cant seem to get enough.
Even though the world she loves,
It wont ever be the way it was,
And his...
Pass Me A Shovel
So I can dig myself even deeper into the abysmal hole ive already created. Fuck my life.
I'm so angry
I would spend my whole check on a flight out to Texas so I could punch my boyfriend in the throat.
I HATE BEING A GIRL.
Yeah. I definitely detest it.
Spongebob Squarepants
You make the Krabby Patty look so painfully delicious.
Reblog if you'll always be a part of the Harry...
pavarottilives:
weasleylovex:
“It’s rather like the Mafia I guess. Once you’re in, you never get out.”
—Daniel Radcliffe
“Things that we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in...”
– Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter OOTP)
Dear boyfriend,
You can’t not talk to me all day because you’re “busy” then ask what size bra I wear. Shit just doesn’t work like that.
Dear Boyfriend,
Your girlish anger towards the world and your sharp words make me want to smack my skull against the wall. Don’t get pissy with me cause other people bothered you, I won’t fucking put up with it.
Dear Boyfriend,
NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT SEX. Please, ask me how my day was for once. Ask if I’m still sick, or why I was so upset at work yesterday. Tell me that you love me. Or keep your mouth shut. Damn.
Dear Bitchy Woman,
I’ve been working six and a half years for this place. You don’t work for us at all. Take your creepy, stalkerish self and your unfriendly cats and GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE LOCATION CLEARLY MARKED TOWN CATS. And next time you try to say my boss is “really really angry” make sure you’re right, cause I’m her favorite and I can do no wrong by her. Take that,...
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That’s the face I just made. As I step out of the shower, my grandma walks up and yells “What are you doing?!” through the door.
Obviously I’m growing weed. Smoking. Having sex. Throwing a party. Throwing up. Giving birth. Becoming a priest. Becoming the pope. Marrying a hockey player. Having an affair. Breathing.
Why on earth would you ask what I’m doing when...
Things My Boyfriend Says
Strangely enough we’ve begun to toss around the idea of names.
After agreeing on some, and discarding others he gets quiet and goes
“Babe. So that’s like, six right?”
My response: “OHMYGAWD. Easy tiger. Two, three max. Go drink some mountain dew.”
because he’s obsessed with the drink and it apparently lowers sperm count. HAH.
Seriously considering
Starting a blog about all the ridiculous things my boyfriend and his (hott) roommate from Tennessee say. Starting with:
him-“Babe, I have something really important to ask.”
me-“Okay…”
him-“How do you feel about porn?!”
One-Eighty Achieved
I’m laying in bed, on the phone, talking baby names with my boyfriend. Yeah, if you knew me, you’d be shitting your pants.
Fuck you.
Every time you ask “what did I do to make you hate me?” do you know that I think the same thing every moment of every day? You are a cold hearted bitch. And honestly? Sometimes I can’t wait for you to die. You never fucking loved me, asshole. You’re lucky I’m not a raging psychopathic killer, cause you would be first on my list. Grandma, I hate you.
i really do.
i wish i had your strength. people say death is easy, but they’re so wrong.
life is the easy way out.
if you put the ball in my court, i would pull the trigger.
i’d leave a note, letting the whole world know
IT WAS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT.
