Once upon a time there was a 22 year old little girl. and she like kittens and pretty draperies and cigarettes and alcohol.
One day, a boy IMed her over the magical machine called a computer. A boy who she'd known for long and long and ever. This boy told the little girl that he loved her, and that if she would grow out her hair, take out her piercings, and lose 20 pounds, he would love her unconditionally.
And then i called him a fucking hypocrite, spat in his general direction, and told him to fuck off and never talk to me again. dear, you are now stricken from my "fuckable" list.
To quote Gwar,
"Sick of you, I'm so sick, so sick of you. Don't you know that i'm sick of you. The things you say and the things you do."
FUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUU!
One day, a boy IMed her over the magical machine called a computer. A boy who she'd known for long and long and ever. This boy told the little girl that he loved her, and that if she would grow out her hair, take out her piercings, and lose 20 pounds, he would love her unconditionally.
And then i called him a fucking hypocrite, spat in his general direction, and told him to fuck off and never talk to me again. dear, you are now stricken from my "fuckable" list.
To quote Gwar,
"Sick of you, I'm so sick, so sick of you. Don't you know that i'm sick of you. The things you say and the things you do."
FUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUU!
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gentlefemm:
:giving high five: You go girl LMAO! No seriously right on!
gentle
gentle
demigauge:
danm..that guy is harsh..i think you are fine the way you are