I hate boys.
It's official, with there fucking prick attitudes and tendency's to not like girls who love them.
I hate boys because boys break girls. They take them, toss 'em around like dolls and torture them a little before throwing them out. Nate, others, they were- are all the same.
Kaila gave up her virginity, Nate slept with someone else. And then again. And again.
She said she loved him, he said he didn't.
I was ready to murder people. How dare they, become exactly like those pricks who saunter around with no care towards the people they stomp on.
I need anger management classes because I think I'm going to tear the next person in half who asks me, "Are you ok? You look a little mad, *snickers* bro."
Bare hands. Just rip them in half.
Safe to say, I'm in public surrounded by annoying children.
Why don't they all just take a long walk off a short dock.
Oh, right, land of 10,000 lifeguards.
God fucking dammit.
I'm seriously ready to get myself thrown in jail for murder. I hate breathing people that are seven.
Why seven?
Because before seven dear reader, THEY'RE DUMBFUCKS!!!!!!!
God, if I don't kill them I'm going to kill myself.
I'm seriously going to kill myself.
Wait, is that a Elmo leash? Bruh! I grew up on that thing!!!
Wait...
Oh fuck.
I was an annoying seven year old.
*sobs*
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It's safe to say, I'm sort of a dumbfuck sometimes.
I will say, that sometimes I'm dumb, but I try my best to not be ignorant. Because that's worse.
By a lot.
Because, being ignorant makes you not only a dumbfuck, but an asshole as well. Being an asshole is bad, so I'd rather just be a dumbfuck.
Why am I a dumbfuck, you ask. What did you do that made you one?
Well then, listen closely nosey bitches.
I am a dumbfuck because I literally love kids. So much. And yesterday I spent a day ranting about how much I hate them. Like dude, my dreams are all about kids. The dad is optional though...
Because really. Forever alone.
But whatever.
But seriously, I was all like, 'shit! Whatever god or person is just gonna be like "no kids for her she'll abuse them. Dumbfuck!"' and it'll be so sad...
So sad...
And the tears come streaming
Down your face
When you lose someone
That you can't replace
Something something something
Something
Could it be wor-or-orse?
YOU ARE READING
My Story
Teen FictionYou all know that one girl/boy who had the good life. The perfect picture, destined for the high road to a good life. That's not my story, not my friends story, or will it ever be. This is my story, exactly how it happened.
