today i got into an arguement...
with a lady, who i’m sure was in her 40s. i’m sitting in class, doing some work and she comes in and demads i move because i was sitting in her seat. UM, HOW OLD ARE WE??? we’re in college arguing about a damn seat?! i refused to get up because i’m stubborn myself. she called me names, i laughed. then she went to the professor and said she was not going to do work because...
I hate it when my good friends are emotionally...
i’ve come to the realization that everyone has tumblr. and even if you hide it, someone you know is going to come across it. the end.
ugh, i need some new ink on my body. call me a masochist but i’m craving that needle piercing my skin. maybe i can go for a new piercing or 2 tomorrow. probably my conch and an orbital somewhere on my ear.
it's a god damn shame when someone makes you feel...
and it’s not just anyone. it’s someone you’ve shared more than secrets with. someone you trust. someone you wouldn’t expect.
“the bitterness inside is growing like the new born”
i keep searching
and i’m not finding anything. i think this negativity and paranoia is going to get the best of me.
my mind is so cluttered right now. it’s amazing how one person’s actions can affect the relationship you have with them. one minute things will be fine and the next, a total 180 just because you remembered something negative this person did. can one really forgive without forgetting?
Times are hard when things have got no meaning– Oasis, Stand By Me (via quote-book)