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Isn't it uncomfortable when people rant to you, and all you can do is nod and give this awkward smile. *okay*
Where to start?
My name is not important. Just know I'm going to be a legend. And currently this legend is stuck in 7th grade. "Haha! Seventh-grade baby!" *Haha! It's funny because you think you're funny!* I annoy most people and most people annoy me. I think math is fun. PUT AWAY THE PITCHFORKS! I AM SORRY THAT I ENJOY THE TEACHINGS OF MATHEMATICS! I'm short, fat, and proud of that. Mmm... Not much else, saving everything else as we go.
Today, my mother was being a crazy btch. Like I'm just here waiting patiently for food, and she just starts hooping and hollaling all down stairs. *like, stfu* I roll my eyes and continue my adventure through Instagram.
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Puppy *double tap*
I hear my mom stomp up the stairs after she was done yelling at my older cousin (24 male). And starts yelling, correction, s c r e a m i n g, at my older half-sister (24 female. Duh!) Nobody wants to hear this. She kept going on about how, "my sister needs to get out her house," And that, "she does nothing around here," blah blah blah. My birth giver then starts slamming doors and sht. And I start sobbing on the living room on the couch.
It's like even when something isn't even directed at me, I still shed a few tears. Idek. I'm sensitive. Not as much as I used to be.
Long, long, ago. I, not knowing I would soon be a legend, was sensitive. I cried a lot. Kids called me cry baby, which made me cry more. I was overweight, more tears. My mom yelled at me frequently, more and more waterfalls. I eventually became aware of a technique called: DON'T GIVE TWO FCKS! It works best for me.
Sometimes I accidentally do give two fcks, it's rare though.
But yesterday (I hate to say yesterday even though it's tomorrow. You don't understand that last sentence.) I went to the library and found these good books. Me, Earl, and The Dying Girl, Boy21, and 45. And I couldn't check them out. BECAUSE THE MAN WOULDN'T GIVE ME A NEW LIBRARY CARD, AFTER I EXPLAINED WHEN THE LAST TIME I CAME TO THE LIBRARY THE OTHER LIBRARIAN DIDN'T GIVE ME A NEW ONE!! I HAD TO PUT THOSE 3 BOOKS, THAT I WAS VERY MUCH ENJOYING, AWAY TO THE FCKING SHELF!!!!! that made me very frustrated. *get a comb first, and then you can tell me if I can check this book out*
Sorry
Gotta Blast
