Nononononoonononono, please, no…
Please, not now, I can’t bear it. Not now, I can’t break. Not now.
It’s the beginning of the year, I can’t break - it hasn’t even been a month. I can’t break. Not yet. Not yet. Not… yet.
Love is when you are obsessed. brokeniris-everywhere
- bitch at school: ...peasant...
- me: *stares at her*
- girl: what?
- me: i'm sorry, i'm just enjoying the view of a fucking peasant who thinks she is better than everyone else just because she has had a tumblr for two days. i congratulate you, you poor excuse of a human being.
- bitch #1: oh, you know tumblr? i've got one now!!!
- bitch #2: seriously?! me too!! follow me!
- bitch #1: only if you follow mee!!
- me: *thinking* fucking bitches, why the hell are you occupying the only place that I can be free from your bullshit? you are all fucking idiots, and I hope you go die in a hole or something. *owned a tumblr for nearly two years*
- bitch #1: oh, do you have a tumblr too?
- me: ... no, I don't do that...
- bitch #2: it's the new thing, omygod, your so sloww...