But I think I'm gonna do it anyway.
But first of all, and most important of all: Happy birthday Dennis <3 Again. Because I said it at 0.00 too. Hell yeah, I was first.
Alright so my guinea pig died, and my mom keeps saying she misses him and my dad keeps saying that he and my mom miss him unlike me. Well I fucking miss him too, it was my pet after all, you know.
Besides that shit, I feel like throwing up. I feel like shit and no one will know today because no one checks this because this blog is boring as hell and full of negative shit that makes you think "Girl, either you stop complaining or you get fucking help". Well help doesn't work, I've tried, believe me. And I got the complaining from my mom~ Well kinda. More the whole being negative shit, my mom is god damn negative too.
Oh and I was right in the end: you don't want to talk to me. Oh, but who would? Especially today. I'm not supposed to be there on special days. No, I should get the fuck out of here on special days, so I can't ruin it. Thanks, I feel super appreciated.
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