Sunday, October 23, 2011

Although it doesn't show. I am 21 years old. It just pisses me off when you treat me like a 12 year old girl. I just don't get it. Really. I don't.

Disappointments go a long way. Grudges are kept  for a long time. Rage. Anger. Despair.

I'm just hating how paranoid mothers can be.

Waking up with a slap on the face is something unusual. What a great way to start my morning.

I hate it. Hate it. Hate it. Hate it.

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