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To Followers!

Please follow my new Tumblr account !

I’m going to stop using this one for various reaons I’d rather not say.

Thaaaaanks

Hello New Followers!!

alex0

flamingdragon

itue

Nowhere is safe.

Apparently, not only can’t I express my feelings by writing them down in a diary because they’re all so goddamnn mofo “curious” (aka they pry into my life all the fucking time) and not only can’t I blow off steam either in my TWITTER because they’re all so fucking incapable of understanding the word “privacy” that they would do all they can just to get through my private twitter account.

OMG OO KAYO NA, BWISIT MOFOS.

THANK GOD FOR TUMBLR. 8—|

I tweeted one time about how goddamn annoying my parents were (without actually saying “parents”)  and how they always NAG and they never make me happy anymore. GOD. 

Somehow…my MOM found out about this. But i made sure to block my older relatives who had twitter accounts and my cousins who were around my age would NEVER tell cause well, duh, we all trust one another but SOMEHOW she found out, assumed it was her and is now “hurt.”

Well, tough! 

Now I’ m screwed. Ugh. All the time. My life never became normal or happy or just plain the way I wished it would be. ALL THE FUCKING TIME.

Thank God for Tumblr. If someone I knew in real life were to find this and tell my parents, well, I wouldn’t know what to do. I’ll prolly just kill myself lol

Kbye brb loading gun to shoot myself—

Good things don’t come to those who wait…

Bullshit.

No. They eventually learn Patience, and have to deal with those things they can’t seem to have.

Bullshit. 

It’s just one of those days when you feel like the world is against you.

And nothing can go your way. Always.

Story of my life.

They say there is no such thing as Perfection. They say it is impossible. But nothing is impossible, according to God. So…Perfection is somewhere out there. And I found out. It’s you.
Hello to new Followers! X

ufocottoncandy

spithotfire

princekian

laughxloud

iremember417

OH GOD.

I have studying to do. Because this is our Finals week. And what have I been doing for the past hour?

QWOP-ING.

That’s right. This stupid running game.

OH GOD.

I’m so distracted by this right now. Kill me now.