oh hey tumblr! i’m back. i used to post all the time i should probably start again i think it helped me feel better. at least a little.
so here it goes. first of all. ashley are you SERIOUS!? you come to my birthday all wounded and crabby.. MY fucking birthday. and you’re crabby? and make me overcompensate for your crabbiness? bitch. and then you invite HARRY and make out with him. when it’s my birthday. are you kidding me. who was that one person who went to your graduation party all by herself and basically sat alone and talked to your little brothers the whole night? oh yeah i think that was ME. and who went on a date w harry and you and played awkward third wheel all night. fucking ME. the second it isn’t about you you immediately get mad it’s such bullshit. you’re even mad that i can’t come on your birthday because i’m WORKING and i’m still in school and have an exam the next day. oh i’m SORRY. not. you were already mad at me because i didn’t make my birthday all about you and talked to other people that weren’t you. fucking grow the fuck up.
and jennifer. first she opens a package addressed TO ME. and then tells me about it six hours later by saying i accidentally opened your package it’s on the table. how do you accidentally open my package? your name is jennifer. my name is karlee. and then she gets done with work at five and decides to do three loads of laundry starting at 10 pm. when the machines are directly next to my room. so i tell her to stop doing laundry cause i’m going to bed. and she gets all snotty and goes fine. fine to fucking you! first of all, how do you even HAVE three loads of laundry? you own like one pair of jeans and three t shirts. what the fuck are you washing all the time that needs to have three loads?
i swear to god i hate everyone. everyone needs to grow up and quit being so immature and selfish and rude.