You know what, I’ve dealt with your shit, put up with your lies, thought your battles, was there for you when nobody else was. And what do I get? Nothing. Jack shit. You’ve fucked me up, you’ve mad me ill. I have no fiends because of you, I have no social life. Everything revolves around you. I’m too scared to do anything without you, that is how much I depend on your existence. But no. I’m done. You’re a cunt and I’ve wasted three years on you. You’re pathetic. All you’ve done is treat me like shit and put me down. I’m fed up. I’m sick of it. I just can’t.
I get emotionally attached to anyone nice to me and scare them away. That is my problem.
deep conversations with open minded people are my most favorite things ever
Reblog if you’re not American
I get a lot of people assuming I’m from America when they meet me on tumblr. I wanna see how many people here aren’t American!
u know someone is having a rough day when their favorite song plays and they don’t sing along
- *accidentally purposely turns conversation sexual*