I love that my family LOVES to upset me more than I already am. Why would I get a damn job in my sixth month of pregnancy? Why wouldn’t I wait till afterwards? How does that have anything to do with wanting to spend time with my husband but instead he comes home after work and sits on MW3 for 6 hours? But of course its the ones that have never been pregnant that say I need one. STUPID FUCKS.
I wanna fucking hit you so fucking hard.
Whenever one of my annoying classmates speaks
I just wanna be like: But since I’m a good person, I just look at them like: More laughs here
Tired of being played like a fool.
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed...