I am not in a good mood.



First of all, I have a headache that's killing me right now, and Advil isn't taking care of it.

Secondly, guys are freaking weird. They flirt with you one day, but ignore you the next. Like, wtf?!

Third, I'm incredibly sad about my grandfather's death, Miss I-am-going-to-send-you-to-the-disciplinary-office because-you-aren't-wearing-your-school-ID. FUCK OFF, BITCH. Everyone knows you're a fucking lesbian, so don't act like you aren't. Looking for my school ID is just another reason for you to look at my chest, whore.

Fourth, I really, really hate my body. I have varicose vains & cellulite on my nasty legs, my stomach is flabby, I have like shitloads of backfat, and my arms are nasty too, and I'm like practically flat chested, I'm just an A. And like, my feet are disgusting too and my double chin is nasty.

Yeah, I just really had to rant about my body. I know I'm not as bad as I say I am, but I still think I am 'cause I don't know. Mom says I have a mental illness. I guess she's right. -shrug-

SO DON'T FUCKING SAY OH STOP FEELING SORRY FOR YOURSELF 'CAUSE I JUST HAD TO FUCKING RANT OKAY?!

Fifth, I hate when I get like this 'cause I come off as a total bitch even though I am one. But everyone has those days when they're pissed off, right?

El fin.