Lightning

Pleaseeeeee :)

http://www.formspring.me/aheavystorm

i dont hate you

i just dont really like you

and if you wanna post things on tumblr

then i shall join

i tried to make an effort

but youve never really warmed to me

and tbh. you pushed yourself away

so enjoy

and stop being so gayfaced

i want sympathy

conor will be sick if he goes near me

I know we have all been there

but i really cant stand her anymore

trying to take my boyfriend

and then when he stops talking to her she posts things on FB suggesting her had said he liked her

im so annoyed

and upset

i want her to die and go away

so i can at least get her out of my head

and TRY and be happy again

glitterhearts:

likespancakes:

diagnonsense:

scaeriel:

was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, “Mom.” With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:

Dear Mom: It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I’ve been finding real passion with Ahmed and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it’s not only the passion Mom, I’m pregnant and Ahmed said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too. Ahmed taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and we’ll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Ahmed can get better; he sure deserves it!! Don’t worry Mom, I’m 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grand children.

Your daughter, Judith

PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I’m over at the neighbor’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that’s in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT. 
I’M CRYING SO BAD.

ROFLMAOOOOOOOOOO

 Cracking up XD!!!

LMFAO

 HAHAHA

(via glitterhearts)

no probs <3