I’ve decided to try and start a real blog. So this is where I’ll be spending most of my time now. Stop by if you’d care to. Or not. Whatever floats your boat.
I’m not even excited anymore
Being childish and I don’t even fucking care.
No, I don’t want her to come. I don’t even know her. I don’t care if she’s “calmed down” over the years. She’s going to fucking ruin things. I’m still not going to have anyone to fucking talk to.
So what my friend did come to homecoming freshman year and trick or treating with us. Those were both big groups! Besides, if my memory serves me correctly you fucking left us trick or treating.
So stick that in your juice box and suck it.
Anonymous asked: Hi! I hope you're having a great night! Okay bye! :)
Wow! I haven’t be on here in a while, but thank you to whoever left this!
But unfortunately I’m not.
I just want there to be someone I can talk to. Preferably an unbiased 3rd party.
This is why I don’t confront people and keep my mouth shut.
I don’t know what to say anymore. I don’t have anyone to talk to.
Maybe if I listen to happy music I can fool myself into thinking everything is okay.
A frequently requested DC-alternative to the Catvengers. Hope you like it!