You needed me, I was there, I needed you, and suddenly you were always busy.
I’m never getting so involved with people on tumblr again.
It’s just pure badness.
If I’m still complaining nearly a week after that your bullshit hair dye stained my nails, asking me ‘is it still there?’ Is the stupidest thing you can ask.
OF COURSE ITS STILL FUCKING THERE. THATS WHY I MADE A COMPLAINT. OTHERWISE I WOULDNT HAVE BROUGHT IT UP.
FUCKING HATE SHOPPING.
FUCKING HATE BEING SO TALL.
FUCK MY STUPIDLY LONG ARMS.
FUCKING STUPID COATS.
FUCKING FREEZE THIS YEAR.
BULL SHIT SHIT POOP DARNIT.
Everyone disappears after a while. They find someone else that they’ll enjoy more than you and you’re barely even a memory.
Certain conversations you can’t have with your mum.
So when you’re me, you just keep everything to yourself.
Everyone’s far too busy for me.
It’s actually really upsetting.
The people I’m close with all have boyfriends/girlfriends. So when we’re on our uni breaks, they’re usually texting or talking to them on the phone.
And then there’s me.
I’m just refreshing my Twitter looking for some gossip that I can’t share with anyone cos talking to them is like talking to a brick wall.
And when they have their own problems I’m expected to listen.
I think I’m gonna just start using my headphones at all times now.
It’s not fair. I have absolutely nobody to talk to because my life isn’t as important as yours and your boyfriends. K.
I’ve wanted to? But I don’t think they would want me to xD
I’d love to give it a try at some point, I’m no Cara Delevingne though.
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