I want to tell her everything. I want to tell her why I’ve been so upset and mad. I want to tell her who has been making me happy. The friends that I hang out with and how they are always there for me. I want my mom and I to be close but the thing is, I’m scared. I’m scared she won’t look at me the same anymore. She might get mad and I don’t want that to happen.
So, you’re the bitch, who saw the bitch, who told the bitch, that I was a bitch. If I’m a bitch, then you’re a bitch for calling me a bitch. Your mom is a bitch for having a bitch, your dad is a bitch for fucking a bitch. Well listen bitch, it takes a bitch to know a bitch. Who’s the bitch now? Bitch.
today- :D this older girl went up to me and told me, “are you micky yoochun’s little sister? You look just like him, well as a girl! woah! youre so cute! tell oppa that HES HOT AND CUTE! and ricky is good-looking.”
I blushed and laughed, “no, I’m an only child.”
she stopped smiling and answered, “oh. opps sorry- BYEE!” and she walks away embarassed.
OH GIRL NO NEED TO FEEL THAT WAY- I FEEL SO HAPPY WHEN YOU TOLD ME THAT I LOOKED SOMEWHAT LIKE HIM LOL o_o sorry i just wanted to share xD BYEBYE
They’re allowed to have anyone over. They’re allowed to go anywhere anytime. They don’t have to deal with the, ” with who? where? how are you gonna get there? ” etc. They’re allowed to have a boyfriend/girlfriend, they don’t have to way until they’re outta college to have one. Their parents trust them enough to have sleepovers with their significant other. They have more privileges, unlike me.