i fear reprisal;
i just cried because you say you want us to be such better friends,
but how much do you judge me about everything i do,
you are always telling me i’m doing something wrong,
and i can never get it right,
i hate you
why the fuck do you like making me feel horrible,
i wish you never ever talked to me i don’t give a fuck about you anymore
you make me feel like shit
and i’m crying heavily as i say this,
this is so bad because it’s as much as i cried when my grandpa died.
you’re a horrible person and i don’t want you to talk to me ever again.
i can’t stand you.
I’m serious bro.
Xxoxo finian houlihand-down-your-pants
Ol’ Mr. Finian does not live in Sydney.
it’s like doing a scene with a chimp.
*Bollo walks in*
it’s just a figure of speech Bollo.
childish, immature, stupid, sad and like some sorry fuck who knows nothing about life and who should harden the fuck up.
i dont want to face you, you intimidate me, and i shouldn’t be like this, but that’s how life works you have to experience these feelings before you can learn, you can’t just have someone protecting you by teaching you. this doesn’t work, you need to learn from your mistakes, otherwise your knowledge is nothing.
200 years I’ve been locked up in that box, for crimes against humanity, that’s right I raped a dolphin. Well technically speaking it was a porpoise, but one blow hole is the same as the to other to me.
oh fuck;
D: You okay?
oh thanks for asking, no i’m fine you worry about your own problems dear. :)
Dearest Stephen,
I can’t stop thinking about you. I wish your arms were around me, your fingers running through my hair the same way you run through my head everyday. You are a Tumblr god, and I aspire to be your boyfriend. If I could have one thing in life, it would be you;
I don’t think you realize how hot you really are.
Your eyes are like deep pools of desire, and I cannot help but drown in them every time you post a picture of yourself.
I cannot go on any longer, without letting my feelings for you be known. I love you, and I will, to the day that I die.
All my love and kisses,
Saturdaytragic
OH LOL! I don’t know who this was but, you provided a much needed lol.
oh my… good times.
oh fuck;
i don’t know if you like that you’ve just ruined my night.
but you have done it,
and now i feel like i have done something horribly wrong.
i don’t get you i don’t understand you,
stop talking to me if all you do is judge every little thing,
you bang on about friendship and you are always bringing me down.
fuck this.
i’m sick of saying sorry,
it’s your turn.
oh fuck i shouldn’t post this.
fine;
I’m getting off tumblr.
sorry for spamming shit.
