this is usually how it goes.
  • me: i hate you.
  • me: don't touch me.
  • me: i want to rip out my uterus.
  • me: why isn't there any fucking chocolate in this house?!
  • tyler: okay
  • *five minutes go by*
  • me: oh my god i'm so sorry.
  • me: i'm just really uncomfortable.
  • me: and sad.
  • *starts sobbing*
  • tyler: okay
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Tuesday Feb 2 @ 10:41pm

  1. fuckyeahnoelle said: Good luck
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