I’m terrified of love so I avoid making actual connections at all cost. But I flirt like a muthafucka. Sue me. The second I start actually liking someone beyond unabashed flirting, they hit the road. Why would I willingly put myself through that? I’d have to be a serious dum-dum.
I cried like a baby when my parents bought me One Direction tickets.
Pretty sure my best friend is the only person who understands me, and vice versa. I kind of love it.
oh, i'm such a good child. i don't smoke, i don't drink and i don't do drugs. i don't sneek out to go partying. my grades are quite good. when i compare myself to those in my class..wow, i'm almost a role model. my parents must be so proud of me!
WHY DON'T I EVER SEE YOU STUDY? ALL YOU DO IS SIT ON THE INTERNET! YOU SHOULD LOOK AT OTHER STUDENTS! YOU DON'T EVEN HELP ME WITH ANYTHING! NO ONE IN THIS HOUSE CARES ABOUT HOW MUCH I HAVE TO DO! NONE OF YOU HELP ME! YOU ARE ALL SO UNGRATEFUL!