Can I just go on a quick rant and say

Just because I am 18, I will not buy you cigarettes because you’re not 18.
It’s fucking annoying and go intoxicate your lungs somewhere else.
First of all, you shouldn’t be addicted to cigarettes when you’re still a kid (not that you should be at all, just saying). Like, that’s just ridiculous that you have to have a smoke break every hour or so and you use up a pack a day.
Anyway, it makes me feel used when people ask and I don’t like it.
And the bottom line is, it’s fucking annoying to be asked to buy cigarettes every fucking day(not using my own money).
Like when someone’s like “Ohmygosh you’re 18 can you buy me cigarettes omg”
No, who are you, go the fuck away before I slap you.
-________-

10 months ago 2 notes

Why do I do these things to myself..

I think I purposely torture myself by reading things or finding out things to make myself miserable. -__-
Not like I didn’t know, so I don’t know why it matters. But it seems more real now.. I guess.
urghhhhhhgfbhgbasdgsghifgfhgodf.
I just want to go away.
And not come back for a long time.
And see what happens.
But I’m not strong enough to do that.
If only you knew me. You really, knew me.
I need to go to bed now.. my chest hurts.

11 months ago

okay so

if I see one more post about “ohmygod I love one direction, they’re so cute” I am going to punch someone in the face. -____- I thought that they at least played instruments, you know, like a normal band…ALL THEY DO IS SING. It’s not even that good. wtf. I just watched them like live on youtube. They literally each sing some parts, rearrange themselves on stage, and then all sing the chorus.
And the people who are actually playing the music are in the back of the stage and not even acknowledged….
wtf is this shit

1 year ago 1 note

I really want to punch you in the face sometimes.

I hate how you ignore me lately. And I feel like the only times you talk to me first are when you need something from me, need a ride, or band practice. I don’t know how to tell you how much it bothers me. I hate how you make fun of everything I say. I hate how you make me feel stupid all the time. And I feel like I can’t say anything around you anymore. It’s like you’ve just created this giant wall in front of us because you don’t want to get close to me and I hate it. You always say how you miss your other friends, but I’m sure you never say you miss me. I see you write on their walls on facebook and say how you miss them, and it hurts because you’re such a little baby you can’t even add me back on facebook. Because I’m always here for you and you know it. And I hate how you complain when I sit next to you, or make a big deal about being alone together or push me away when I try to hug you, can you really not control yourself? I don’t get it. If you can’t be with me, why can’t you just be my friend? I miss talking to you. We never really talk about things anymore. Or call each other. I want to disappear sometimes so you can miss me again, or realize that you shouldn’t ignore me, because I can leave again. You probably don’t want us to get in the way of the band. But I don’t understand why you can’t even be my friend..

1 year ago

omg. this guy.

this guy. I really want to punch him in the face. But I have to be nice. You know.. it’s really hard to be nice to someone who has a giant stick up their asshole.
He’s trying to tell us that because we’re a soft band we aren’t allowed to have ONE breakdown in ONE song…and it’s not even much of a breakdown because I play piano in it.
Excuse me…we can play whatever the fuck we wan’t to play…just because breakdowns are “hardcore” doesn’t mean we can’t play one.
He needs to shut the fuck up.

1 year ago