Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011.
Might as well put a big neon sign on your forehead saying, “LOOK AT ME!!”
You complain, act like it’s casual pain, but all you’re seeking is that one person’s attention. Bitch, just shut the fuck up. Why do you have to make it all so dramatic and public? It’s like you want the whole world to know, but when the wrong person worries, you just bitch, bitch, bitch. All I’m trying to do is help you best in your situation, but your fucking ignorance and stupidity and big head won’t accept me. Believe it or not, I speak the truest of the true.
“But Tumblr is a freedom of speech.” Sure, then what entitled you to judging me by my posts and then going right off the bat, like so? I am quite frankly aware of my own feelings, more than anyone else is. It’s especially the others that don’t know what the fuck is going on.
