You sit there on your ass, while I do everything, while I do everything. I understand why I get asked to do it, cause he knows i’ll get it done, but seriously what the fuck?! This is not your house, has never been your house, and will never be your house, you do not own it, your name is not on the deed. It is not your room, just because you were born first…here’s a hint you live miles and miles away in FL, just because you come home does NOT make it your room again. I live here everyday of my life…so no bitch it’s not your room it’s mine, don’t go in there and change everything because you need room for your shit, cause there are plenty of other rooms for it besides mine!!!!
So I fail at life and forgot about this tumblr! GET OVER IT ANDREW!!!!
The more I talk to him, the more I miss him, the more I realize how much of a dumbass I am for ever breaking up with him…I threw away 11 months of an amazing relationship…why? cause he broke his promise to not smoke weed. Wow I’m officially the biggest hypocrite there is :/
That feeling of loneliness…
Do you ever get so lonely it hurts? Where anything anyone does isn’t enough and you strive for a friend to talk to or someone to keep you company? When the littlest thing pisses you off? That’s the feeling of loneliness I have achieved!