Im so fucking proud of myself like wtf. I fucking beat bulimia in 2 years bitches…. But then my ignorant retarted sister comes and calls me ANOREXIC and how ima get sick and shes gonna laugh and what not. Stupid bitch. SOMETHING WILL HAPPEN TO ME. I guarantee you slut. Then, you will regret everything. And then ur talking about my cellulite. How about you go play with your cock eyed nipples and leave me in PEACE.
I honestly fucking hate partying an drinking and all these shit. Im so tired of desperate guys trying to fuck EVERY DAMN TIME. Im getting a bad reputation now. I know. But who cares? Better than being home. I guess the attention I get makes me feel better. Even if its good or bad .For some reason I love it.
Well… I mean, its not like you ever gave a fuck about me right ? Everything you said was bullshit. You never gave a fuck about anything that happened to me. You broke up with me for the stupidest reason. I begged you to take me back and work things out. And you turned me down. Then you get mad cause i start to enjoy life, go out, and meet people. The last thing I need is to stay home and reminisce us. It would have only made me more depressed.
Yes I made a mistake sleeping with another guy. And im gonna have to carry that for the rest of my life. But I was SINGLE. I didnt cheat on you? ….
Why did I even try getting you…. Well… It actually made me feel better. Now that i know we will never get back I can move on completely. Im actually getitng over you now :)