because i'm not like you. Bold the truth. I'm loud. I'm obnoxious. I'm sarcastic. I'm crazy. I'm cocky. I can be self-centered. I can be nice and generous. I cry easily. I have a bad temper sometimes. For the most part, I don't like people. Maybe it's because I've been let down, betrayed and back-stabbed too many times. But I still give out my trust like a bag of candies. I'm easy to get along with. But for some reasons which I dunno, I tend to have more enemies(?) than friends. I'm always scared of rejection and hurt. I believe in karma and fate.
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bugs serve no purpose in this world alls they do is buzz and fly and piss people off

we don’t fly around buzzing and landing on people and occasionally stinging them so why the fuck do those little bitches think they have the right to buzz, land on us, and sting us for no reason

#killthebugs

before people get to know me: Oh my god you're so shy...and quiet...it's adorable
after we become friends: DEAR GOD DO YOU EVER SHUT UP

12th graders: ew 11th graders
11th graders: ew 10th graders
10th graders: ew 9th graders
9th graders: ew middle schoolers
middle schoolers: ew elementary kids
elementary kids: ew babies
babies: ew fetus
fetus: ew wait how am i talking

mirror: fat face, flabby arms, fat chest, bloated stomach, huge thighs, cookie dough legs. just, fat. everywhere. fat fat fat fat.

Depression is not a synonym for being sad or having a bad day/bad week.

me: omg did i reply too fast
me: they're going to think i'm obsessed with them
me:

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