I hate when my mom asks about old friends.
“Why aren’t you hanging with _______ anymore?”
and I’m just like
“She became a whore.”
i hate how my curfew today is at fuckin 8pm. WTF i'm the good child, do they NOT remember that? ugh
I want to be..
- the person you talk to on the phone till you fall asleep.
- the person who make’s you smile everyday.
- the reason why you are smiling.
- the person who will make sure no one will hurt you.
- the person who will be by your side till the end.
- the person who you will run to when you have a problem.
- your shoulder to cry on.
- the person you trust.
- the person you like.
- the one who take’s care of you.
- I want to be “the one.”
You know it's going to be a great story when it starts off with, "So this BITCH!"