I used to be love drunk,
But now I'm hungover.
I love you forever,
Forever is over.
(LL)
Woah.
Being nice really doesn't get you anywhere, does it?
Honestly love, who the fuck do you think you are?
Seriously, I should have punched you in the face weeks ago.
Not only are you the most backstabbing whore I've ever had the misfortune to meet,
you are the most repulsive, ugly bitch and you deserve everything you get.
I thought to myself at the start of all this, "I'll give her a chance. She's not a bad person."
But fuck was I wrong. You are the worst type of person to ever live.
People like you should be pushed in a fucking grave and spat on,
yeah that's disgusting, but so are the looks you gave me.
I don't fucking control everything he does, maybe if you were a nicer person,
we might invite you along sometimes. No chance anymore.
I really hope he breaks your fucking heart into pieces.
Cause I've got no doubt in my mind he will.
And I will personally laugh in your silly little face.
Rant over.
Anyway, today was quite cool apart from seeing that slag.
The field was beautiful in this weather, and the pictures we took were immense.
Apart from the end when I like nearly died from pain, but oh well.
It was a lovely day, and Chubby Bunny is the best game ever :')
I won £55 on the Grand National thanks to Daisie's lovely farja.
I'm just ecstatic (L)
Well,
that's about it.
I'm babysitting tonight,
so it's another late one.
But otherwise, my life's sweet (:
Happy Blogging (:
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