My love hate relationship in Trig is so amazing. I get more pissed off by not putting in that one equal sign, docking off 0.5 points. I WANTED A PERFECT SCORE GOD DAMN IT. WHY MUST I HAVE FORGOTTEN ABOUT THAT DAMN EQUAL SIGN. I WOULD FEEL BETTER FAILING THE TEST.
My mother seriously needs to stop nagging me to do stuff. You are too late to intervene with what I do in life. My fucking gosh. I understand you want me to do better, but fuck off, you crashed everything, I don’t need your guidance.
This college research paper is hitting me in the feels. Shit. Why must I feel like the college you go to dictates who you are. It’s practically a war between my pride and what is realistic.
MY HEART. IS LIKE BEING CRUSHED. TOO MUCH LOVEY DOVEY THINGS. IT’S DRAINING MY WRETCHED SOUL.
have u ever been in a mood to destroy your relationship with everyone you know
I regret playing that last game of League. Shit. People need to calm the fuck down. I know I am doing bad. Pretty sure I know it. Stop saying I am a fucking troll. NOW I CANT SLEEP BECAUSE I WANNA MURDER THEM.
I can’t believe misty is fucking dead
I can’t believe Zoe’s fucking dead
I can’t believe Madison’s dead
I can’t believe Zoe is alive again
I can’t believe myrtle is dead again
I can’t believe Fiona isn’t dead
I can’t believe Fiona just died