No one wants me to get a sleeve, so you know what? I’m probably going to get a sleeve.
Sitting here thinking how my sister has been away for almost a year and pretty much isn’t planning on returning soon. It makes me pretty sad…
Like I feel something is missing and as much as I know I can easily talk to her on Skype or something, she is so far away and I want her to come back because I miss her seeing me grow up.
In the time she had been away, I have gotten a job, tattoos and piercings, my license, a new style, new friends etc etc.
I know she’s having the time of her life and growing so much as a person, but I just want her to come home.
I know things will be very different when she does though…
Spent an hour and a half in the office with him after work talking crap, and watching him save pictures of all 50 states and flags of america.
I miss my Nokia E7 only for the happiness the light that flashed when I had a message would make me.
I wish I could find a boyfriend like Ryan Atwood that gave a fuck about my life and me. That helped me through things when I was losing hope.
…Yeah that’d fucking nice.
How am I supposed to feel about my body now.. Sorry I was made with stick thin legs, no boobs, skinny arms and a flat stomach and the fact I can’t gain, well ANYTHING.
…maybe thats the real reason i’m still single.
Why do people have to put each other down in order to fucking make themselves feel better.
Fuck off, different people like different things and some don’t even fucking care and love you for exactly who you are. SO FUCKING SHUT UP.