right, so that so obviously wasn't aimed at all the people you call your friends was it?
you're a pretty big hypocrite tbh. there is so much i want to write in this post but i am not going to because it is pointless.
but if you really think that about us+our actions dont be friends with us, i do what i want because i'm only 15, therefore i dont have to be mature+settling down and all of that. you're never gonna get your teenage years again, so frankly i'm doing what i want. which does involve drink, drugs+sex, and all the other stuff you seem to look down upon us for. and frankly, i'd rather be out having a good time and doing things for me.
Sunday, 20 March 2011
Monday, 28 February 2011
Sunday, 27 February 2011
here i am. maybe. im writing on here because i never do anymore+i dont want to write on tumblr.
i write a lot of letters these days; so im gonna do some on here, no names though.
person 1.
i'm so so proud of you. it's all big and scary and strange, but it's good because everything will be okay. i'll be there for you through it all; i promise.
person 2.
all these little things you do annoy me. then you blame stuff on me when it's your own fault. you can be incredibly self centred; the world does not revolve around your little arse. not everyone has to bow down at your feet. how can i trust you when you're so two faced? and act like everything is disgusting and that growing up is wrong. sorry i grew up.
person 3.
i miss you. why is stuff going wrong?
person 4.
you're a bit of a bitch aren't you. fine don't listen to me; it'll be you who loses out in the long run. HA. so, when you get fucked over, i hope you wish you'd listened. or you dont wish that and just feel completely shit.
person 5.
nothing else matters huh? conceited.
i write a lot of letters these days; so im gonna do some on here, no names though.
person 1.
i'm so so proud of you. it's all big and scary and strange, but it's good because everything will be okay. i'll be there for you through it all; i promise.
person 2.
all these little things you do annoy me. then you blame stuff on me when it's your own fault. you can be incredibly self centred; the world does not revolve around your little arse. not everyone has to bow down at your feet. how can i trust you when you're so two faced? and act like everything is disgusting and that growing up is wrong. sorry i grew up.
person 3.
i miss you. why is stuff going wrong?
person 4.
you're a bit of a bitch aren't you. fine don't listen to me; it'll be you who loses out in the long run. HA. so, when you get fucked over, i hope you wish you'd listened. or you dont wish that and just feel completely shit.
person 5.
nothing else matters huh? conceited.
Monday, 13 September 2010
long time no see
i was reading all my old blogs on here.
a lot has changed since i last blogged, tbh i use tumblr now.
im sitting here in candlelight needing a pee, and wanting some noms. everyones gone to watch inbetweeners but i can't. so i'l watch it on 4od, but that'll be after everyones seen it :(
i looked at all my old posts, theres alot of my life from earlier this year and last year blogged on here. and a lot about glen, being referred to as 'cunt' a lot. it was kind of nice in a weird way reading up about that time of my life. i still think you're a cunt, just not to me anymore. to one of my best friends instead. WOOP DE WOOP. lol, it was strange rereading about how upset i was. they crying and anger and hate feels like so long ago now.
i'm year 11 now, top of the school :') part from the sixth formers, but unlike when i was year 7/8 i now know a lot of them ;D i hate the year 8's. the year 7's are okay atm, they're so cute. today one came up to me and asked me where a room was :') CUTEST VOICE EVER. i miss being her age :'( this year whatever on the bus today was so fucking loud. so i told him to shut up. and he said to me 'why dont you fucking shit up?' i mean wth. i wasnt even talking and shouting so the whole bus wanted me to get off the bloody bus. secondly what a great comeback. get back to preschool and learn some manners jerk.
i want to be bought flowers. and my pencil case is broke, ima have to sew it back together. fml, so much effort!
i got gloves today. also im cold, stupid winter. late summer fete? our school is stupid. GET US DECENT PLANNERS. no-ones gonna be there, i have better things to do on a saturday:L
NIGHT BITCHES.
a lot has changed since i last blogged, tbh i use tumblr now.
im sitting here in candlelight needing a pee, and wanting some noms. everyones gone to watch inbetweeners but i can't. so i'l watch it on 4od, but that'll be after everyones seen it :(
i looked at all my old posts, theres alot of my life from earlier this year and last year blogged on here. and a lot about glen, being referred to as 'cunt' a lot. it was kind of nice in a weird way reading up about that time of my life. i still think you're a cunt, just not to me anymore. to one of my best friends instead. WOOP DE WOOP. lol, it was strange rereading about how upset i was. they crying and anger and hate feels like so long ago now.
i'm year 11 now, top of the school :') part from the sixth formers, but unlike when i was year 7/8 i now know a lot of them ;D i hate the year 8's. the year 7's are okay atm, they're so cute. today one came up to me and asked me where a room was :') CUTEST VOICE EVER. i miss being her age :'( this year whatever on the bus today was so fucking loud. so i told him to shut up. and he said to me 'why dont you fucking shit up?' i mean wth. i wasnt even talking and shouting so the whole bus wanted me to get off the bloody bus. secondly what a great comeback. get back to preschool and learn some manners jerk.
i want to be bought flowers. and my pencil case is broke, ima have to sew it back together. fml, so much effort!
i got gloves today. also im cold, stupid winter. late summer fete? our school is stupid. GET US DECENT PLANNERS. no-ones gonna be there, i have better things to do on a saturday:L
NIGHT BITCHES.
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