February 2012
Normal people: Aw, look at the couple. They're so cute!
Me: I wonder if they've fucked yet.
I miss getting my dick sucked.
Procrastination at its finest.
Talking isn’t flirting.
Just because I’m talking to someone does not mean I’m flirting with them. Everyone always thinks I’m flirting, when in true honesty I’m just being nice. If you accuse me of flirting, then you obviously don’t know me, so stop assuming shit. If you have a problem, confront me, not others. Don’t spread rumors. Find it out for yourself.
I hate being a loner in class
When none of my friends are in the same class as me. I look like a lost puppy when the teacher lets us choose our own partners. Well the people in my class aren’t all complete strangers, I see them around school but they’re more like acquaintances. I would try to befriend them but everyone is already in their own little clique. Ugh loner status.
When you're mixed
you almost always get mistaken for a race that you aren’t.
poop.
Want to know what's cute?
When a guy politely introduces himself and smiles and tells you his name. Instead of coming at you like “damn, girl, what’s up baby.” That’s cute. It shows me that they actually have some respect.
It's hard getting over someone.
All those memories you had with that person are just in your mind. You want to get those memories out but, you just can’t. You’re helpless, you can’t think anybody being with you but, that person. I wish it was easier getting over someone.
real bestfriends
are the ones that are always there. you don’t need to talk to them every single day or be in the same group of friends but once you start talking to them, it’s endless hours of conversations. they’re the ones that knows you best and no matter how much you drift from them, they’re still your bestfriends.
I could've done better.
I hate always looking back at my grade and thinking to myself, “I could’ve done better” or “If I had just studied this, I would’ve gotten such a better grade.” It’s so ironic because I could’ve done better or I could do better in the future, but I just don’t have the motivation to do that. It’s weird for me. I only think about the consequences after they have been dealt with.
Plans for when I get my own place with someone I...
Wake up. Have sex. Make breakfast. Have sex. Go to work & wish I was home. Come home. Have a snack. Have sex. Watch tv. Get distracted by sex. Continue having sex. Take a shower. Have sex in the shower. Cook dinner. Have sex. Go to sleep.
Life is too short to be stressing over shit you...
Mom: You're all dressed up, where are you going?
Daughter: To the bathroom, I need a new Facebook picture.
Me when I go out: I should've stayed home
Me when I stay home: I should've gone out
Me when I'm around people: I want to be alone
Me when I'm alone: I want to be around people.
I hate waiting.
Waiting for a reply, waiting for a first move to be made, waiting for you to talk to me because I don’t want to be the one to break the silence every time. What I hate even more is how vulnerable I feel when I wait for you, knowing that I’m waiting for the impossible, but there’s nothing else I can do. The more I try to keep myself occupied, the more I catch myself wondering if you’re waiting on...
Mixed Signals.
I hate that shit.
Annoys me.