i fucking had a huge ass wish list on urbanoutfitters.com now….because of a lag when i was shaping it up everything, everything since the first time i was on this website is gone. all the things i saved. the styles. the wants. the needs. the unnecessaries. the gifts. i fucking hate insomnia. if only i wasn’t so impatience and waited for the lag to be over then clicked, everything would still be there. but here i am freaking out about what i saved, how sad right. i know i shouldn’t obsess over shit like this but damn, all that saving. fuck.
by: le sigh
even on mother’s day it has to be all about him.
i hate that my family lies around me. why do it? why am i always considered as the outsider? my whole family says it’s because i make myself the outsider. really? i have never made myself the outsider, every time i am there no one wants to talk to me, when i am not there everyone wants to talk to me. the only reason why i leave is because no one wants me around. exactly what does everyone want. how am i able to please everyone.
all they kept talking about was when is the graduation. why keep asking me when no one tells me anything? and they look at me like why don’t you know, hmm…maybe because no one tells me shit. i was the last person to find out when he was graduating. everybody seemed to know, and even had a plan on how to get there “together”. even though i am NOT included. wtf! seriously.
then they had the nerve to ask me, why i did not go to the buffet with them the day before….i said “what buffet, no one called me.” and they looked at me like quit lying, your parents said you didn’t want to go. WTF! how can i not want to go when i didn’t even know about it. you fucking idiots!!!
i hate my family. i hate that they hide shit from me. i hate when people lie. and what i hate the most is when they are people you are suppose to trust.
by: pok kais
