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lyssakaay: Slut: One who engages in sexual activity with a large number of persons, occasionally simultaneously. Not a girl who wears short shorts or has a lot of guy friends. Bitch: A women with an unecessary bad attitude or someone who does everything they are told. Not a person…
lol 6 ppl followed me all at once…. is that normal?
Love it how friends can just cheer u up by just making u laugh. I also love it how friends can always be there for u even if they don’t know what’s going on in ur life. But they’re here just to make u laugh & smile.
Why do we keep fighting like this :( I really want us to stop fighting each other and just forgive and forget. But wtfff u don’t have call me emotional cuz u made me fking cry. Like wtf
Don't Tell Me..
caathyl: Don’t tell me ”I like you”, when you’re gonna flirt with other people. Don’t tell me ”I miss you”, when you’re throwing those words at other people, too. Don’t call me ”babe”, when you’re gonna give everybody else pet names, too. Don’t say ”I care”, then act like you don’t, later on. Don’t tell me ”I love you’’, when you’re clearly not in love.
ayebinhphan asked: Ain't no good in goodbye - unknown i think ahah [x and thx .
stupid weather =\
i was suppose to be like above the 0degree celcius level this weekend.. BUT NOT IT WENT T A NEGATIVE and im really getting sick of this winter weather. I WANT SUMMER D< TORONTOOO WHYYY D;
Epistemophobia- Fear of knowledge
no school for you
i call myself officially poor poor.
gawd i really need job bigtime. need to help my mom pay the rent and other bills =. really want to help out my mom :(. im sorry mommy :( <3 like w/e happened to my family, it all broke apart. even with my brother and sister. argh some ‘family’ i have. gawd i miss my dad -.-. without him i have to do everything in the house gawd. like my own mom cant even do one phonecall cuz...
I hate crying in public.
thecrazyfilipino: I don’t like the feeling of people seeing me at my weakest. I’d rather pour out all my feelings within the confines of my room. Safe from dirty looks and strangers. It’s easier to let go and break down where no one can see you.
i actually just bawled my eyes out :'(
Boy: Baby, we need to talk.
Girl: Ricardo, what do you mean?
Boy: Something has come up...
Girl: What? What's wrong? Is it bad?
Boy: I don't want to hurt you, baby.
Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesn't break up with me... I love him so much.
Boy: Baby, are you there?
Girl: Yeah, I'm here. What is so important?
Boy: I'm not sure if I should say it..
Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me.
Boy: I'm leaving..
Girl: Baby, what are you talking about? I don't want you to leave me, I love you.
Boy: Not like that, I mean I'm moving far away.
Girl: Why? All of your family lives over here.
Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.
Girl: I can't believe this.
Father: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously) ERICA! What did I tell you about talking to boys?! Get off the damn phone! (And hangs up)
Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.
Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I don't want you to go.
Boy: Would you run away with me?
Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I can't... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill me!
Boy: *Sad* It's okay.. I understand, I guess..
Girl: *Thinking* I can't believe what's going on.
Boy: I need to give you something tonight, because I am leaving on flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.
Girl: Okay, I will sneak out & meet you at the park.
Boy: Okay, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.
(They meet at a nearby park, they both hug each other. And he gives her a note.)
Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go.
Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.)
Boy: Baby, don't cry, you know I love you... But I have to go.
Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.)
(They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her)
You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my bitch and don't you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving I thought you should know that I hate you, bitch. You never did the right thing, and you were never there. I didn't think I could hate someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that. Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me. Fuck, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon bitch... Goodbye.
( Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in the garbage & cries for hours. )
... A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely... Then she gets a phone call....
Friend: How are you feeling?
Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me.
Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something...
Girl: Umm.. okay.
(She finds a piece of paper in the jacket.)
"Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad might read it, so I switched a few words...
Hate = Love
Never = Always
Bitch = Baby
Will not = will
.... I hope you didn't take that seriously because I love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to run away with me... -Ricardo"
Girl: Oh my God! It's a letter.. Ricardo does love me! He must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can't believe how stupid I am!
( Erica turns the TV on. )
"An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for survivors... This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80... it was on its way to an all boys boarding school..." the Reporter says.
( She turns off the t.v. ... 3 days later, she kills herself, because of the fact that Ricardo was dead & she had nothing to live for... )
... A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo, he called to leave a message. "Its Ricardo, I guess you're not home so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time. So, I hope your not worried. I am staying for good.
argh getting sick of winter dear winter, you are sort of annoying with ur cold weather :(. i dont like u anymore lol. all i like about you is skating and the snow. for once we actually have a snow day. -boogars i want summer. sorta spring.. not really. i hate the rain.. so i want summer. i want the beach, the tan, the beach volley ball, swimming. sigh. ouu and also some spring / summer...
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