Why the fuck would you give someone who cuts your razor. Seriously. I can understand wanting to get rid of it but just throw it away instead of giving it to someone who’s going to USE it. Think a little bit next time.
That feeling when you wanna text someone but you know they’re probably having a better day without you and if you do text them they’ll either ignore you or get pissed off at you pretty quickly in the conversation because you never do anything right
I went to the psyche ward again and now my parents have my Facebook password and my cell phone is taken when I get home usually. Kind of sucks.
I hate when you love someone, and they tell you that you’ll go through this same stuff a lot of times during high school. I know that usually happens. But I don’t want it to happen, because I don’t want to be with anyone else. I want to be with you. And only you.