#filthycunt

[xandifromm]

Dear thief, You stole almost everything I had, Even 3 bananas, 2 pears and a melon. As a religious piece of shit, I would forgive you for your sins. As a homeless, fucked up cunt,who lives in a car, I will find you and screw up your worthless life even more. Be prepared. #gotrobbed #everythingsgone #filthycunt #emptyhome #Merlins stillwithme

[hitlers-toy-poodle]

FILTHYCUNT.

I miss having you here to make fun of Doug with me. As one of his weird little attention things, he joined vocal jazz and choir. Let's just say, HE SUCKS SO BAD. And this one time I was in the back with him getting our uniforms and someone asked him why he was just joining in grade twelve and he said "I guess I just decided to show my hidden talent" and I almost died. I had to leave the room cause i couldn't contain myself.

He thinks he is gods gift to music, and he makes me cringe.

[fallinginloveinsecrecy]

You're Pathetic.

I already am struggling with the things going on with Adam and I, then when I post a status about it you just have to comment on it, don’t you? You act like you know everything, but you really don’t have the slightest clue. You don’t know what it’s like for me, for him, between us, nothing, so stop running your goddamn mouth. I don’t know why you’re so fascinated in trying to ruin my life. Was telling me that Adam deserves better and can do better last year while we were dating not enough? Was telling me that I’m ugly, and worthless, that the world would be better without me, and I should just help us all out by ending my life not harsh enough? Was driving me to the point of self harm, and wishing I was dead not pleasing enough to you? Cause I don’t know how much harsher a person can be. I’ve done nothing to you, and yet you always try to tear me down. Go ahead, come “beat me up” “set me straight”, cause I’d love to show you the pain your words have caused me. It’s so pathetic how much others pain pleases you.

Also, just so you know, you’ve caused me to cut myself 3 times, and drug me into depression for quite a while last year. Are you proud of yourself yet? I’ve been back in it already this year, especially right now, and you don’t help at all. I woke up this morning wishing I didn’t wake up, and popped pills to ease the pain. I traced the path of my cuts as you tried bringing me down, then realized that I’m better than you. You can say whatever you like, because one day karma will fuck you over so bad. I’m waiting for that day. Just remember, talk shit, get hit. And all my friends know your face, so watch yourself you filthy cunt.