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"Gah....After tuesday nights events, my whole mind's frickin warped. It's amazing how what someone says affects you. I can't listen to love songs and tjink "Oh its me and angel" anymore D: its THAT bad. It was bad enough that I cried my eyes out so bad my head and stomach started to hurt terribly and I couldn't sleep. And the affects just moved on to the enxt day and I ahd to force myself to eat because my ribs were in pain when I ate DDDD: I also almost lost my mind entirely. I never thought one person could mess with my thinking like that. Luckily, I'm okay and the effects are wearing off. I just....bleh. I ahte this eprsonw ho did this to me and though he's never going away, I wish he would SOMEHOW and stop ruining peoples lives."

((No advice just needed to vent kthnx ;3 ))

I just want to say this.

Kira's computer is an evil lil' b***h.

No advice.

When a person is worn out and clearly having a bad day, and you push their buttons, what happens?

They cry! Did you know that? I sure do!

I had to go to social security, which was enough to make my day suck just sitting there waiting. But noooo. My brother, who was supposed to go in and help me answer questions if there were any, just sat his fat a** in his little beater of a car! I could have taken the bus and gotten the same results. >> So of course, I got frustrated with this lady asking me s**t that I don't know or remember- I have no idea how much my parents make combined a year! That changes from year to year with my mother being self employed. I can't remember what I ate for breakfast yesterday morning, let alone when my mind went to s**t!

And she kept giving me dirty looks when I gave her certain answers. Yes, I don't work. Thats right, I don't pay rent- how can I when I'm talking to you to apply for a source of income, b***h!? I don't own a car- I don't even know how to drive! Yes, I'm a dependent, claimed on my parents taxes! If something happened to them and my siblings, I would be royally ********, and thats putting it as lightly as I can.

And then as the sprinkles on my sundae, my cookies didn't turn out at all, both my best friends are going to be gone for two weeks- two weeks of being alone, and my sister's kid, who loves to use me as a verbal punching bag is going to be here for one of those weeks.

Someone, shoot me in the face, please. And don't give advice. Don't wanna hear it.

One more thing. <******** you, random person at social security who got me sick, again. D<

♥ 回忆里想起摸湖的小时候。云朵漂浮在蓝蓝的天空。。。 ♡

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That's a good idea! xDD



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Why the f*ck am I doing all this for my brother?
I'm spending all my time getting his birthday party ready,
and then he calls me a brat. Who's the real brat here?
F*cking a*****e. Why am I doing all this sh*t for him here?!
Why the hell am I spending MY time making HIM a card?
That, by the way, has so far taken over an HOUR to make.
Why the hell am I doing all this for HIS sake when I could be doing something for myself?
And then my dad's like, "You insult him all the time and when he insults you, you want an apology."
FIRST OFF. I DON'T F*CKING INSULT HIM ALL THE TIME.
Let's look at our dumbass rules:
You can't say ANYTHING bad about/to your siblings or parents.
I can't even tell the twit to shut up.
Sure, I insult him, but it's never OUT LOUD.
I call him whatever I want when I'm talking to friends.
Does me dad ever hear that? No!
So where's this bullshit coming from?
F*ck you, dad. F*ck you, brother.
I could care less about them once I move out.
Have a nice life.

Well, my whole day is ruined now.
I'm supposed to be having a good time with my cousins.
But my b*****d of a brother and his shitty little friends are making that a ton more difficult.

No advice. Just wanted to let that out.

♡ 。。。那时的你说要和我手牵手，一起走到时间的尽头。♥

I'm finally going to rant about something I've been trying to turn the other cheek about!

Gabe, my ex is now dating my friend and I wanted to know nothing about it. I thought it would be understandable that we could act like nothing was wrong as long as he didn't bring her up while I'm in the room. But noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! He had to talk about HER right when I'm sitting next to him!!!!!
He broke up with me and she stabbed me in the back, at least give me the decency of ignorance! I don't want to hear about you two being together and I know you don't want to hear about my next relationships!

I just wish I could hurt you like you hurt me. But that'll never happen, so I'll just pray that she will hurt you to the point where you know how I felt the day you called me and killed me where I was an inch away from my sanity.

advice: only if it helps me heal faster.