They are just friends... that have some benefits. Well that's the problem, they are friends with benefits. They never wanted to fall in love... it just happened.
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𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦
January.
Happy New Years
I've officially spent a whole month in my room drinking. I ate food. A lot of food delivery when no ones home but I just go to my room.
I can't just hide my whole life. I mean I could but I should go shopping, get my hair done, do my nails, be a bitch.
Get my life how it used to be. I can't let one guy do this to me. I can't. My motto is fuck men. im so stupid! Fuck men! He's falling in love and being happy with other women! Suck on old dick.
I opened my curtains and grabbed all the bottles that were in my room. I opened the window too cause it smelled horrible in here.
Bad bitch. You're a bad bitch! No man can make you think other wise!
I cleaned my room made it look nice then went to shower cause I smelled like literal ass. We are putting our life back together. I put on some black jeans and a really cropped shirt, like really cropped. Then some simple converse. I put on my leather jacket and walked over to my make up and began that process.
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"Bad ass" I mumbled softly and put on my sun glasses. I walked out of the house to my car and put down the roof.
I was kinda feeling a new tattoo so I went to the tattoo place and well I know it seems like a lot, but I love tattoos and it's my fucking body and I think they'll look really fucking hot so... yeah.
I spent most of my day getting tattoos and well they look sexy as fuck. I would so fuck myself.
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