Phillip baaaabby <3
despite your terrible name,
mmmmm (;
So, uhh..
the boys at my school seem over excited to get tattoos and seem to get ones simply for the sake of getting one.
I’ll admit, there are some decent ones, but then there’s the vast majority,and they get things like the year they were born or their initials, and I’ve even seen a case where they were missing a comma. (And there’s that girl who got a bad one covered by an even worse one..)
Like, are you going to forget when you were born? Or forget your own initials anytime soon? It doesn’t make sense to me.
Why not a quote or an image that means something, or simply a pretty design?
I have nothing against tattoos, and plan on having a bit of ink when I can, but I’m going to take the time and plan something out, something that means something, and serves as more than a reminder of how old I am.
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Of course.
Someone’s repost of naked men haaaas to be frozen on the screen while my mom’s standing behind me..
I finally fucking get it.
It’s shit like this that drives people to cut. When there’s nothing else to break; when screaming into a pillow just doesn’t work; when there’s so many things bursting to come out that just can’t. That mix of emotions and that utter chaos and emptiness drives people to harm themselves.
I waaaant to rant. I’m in one of those moods.
But I know it’s not really her faulttttt, it’s just that I can see things changing and I hate it.
But the truth is, it’s not really my fault. SHE’s the one who can never seem to fit me in her busy schedule with someone else. And it bugs me, because I can see how I’m being shut out, I can see the lack of effort (on both sides) and it sucks.
But, I can’t really find anything specific to rant about.
All I know is I have to go on my own.
When Jenna Marbles reminds you of a girl at school..
When bitches complain about their relationship troubles on Facebook,
it’s understandable. I mean, yes it’s a big deal and you want support. But then to continue to comment about it after three or four statuses about it. And then, to comment about how you’re really stupid for doing this, but you’re going to do it anyways? Honestly.
And stupid abbreviations: smh, hmd, lms, hmu.. fucking ridiculous.
Ugh, teen girls, why are you so fucking stupid?
