I am so freaking mad. My Instagram somehow go hacked and all of my conversations got deleted. As well as all of my archived posts. I know it could happen to anyone, but Im still mad because I dont even know how I got hacked.
I am so freaking mad. My Instagram somehow go hacked and all of my conversations got deleted. As well as all of my archived posts. I know it could happen to anyone, but Im still mad because I dont even know how I got hacked.
People keep on following me and I dont know why. Do I seem interesting, is that the reason?
But, hi, hello, thanks for following!
Um... If you want to talk, just message me, I think Im friendly.
So, I just found out that one of my oldest friends has been lying to me for most of the time we've know each other, especially since we were in highschool. Honestly right now I dont know what real and Im trying not to cry and I dont know what to do. I love him so much and I cant lose him, but I dont know what to say to him. So much of what Ive know is apparently a lie and Im at a loss
I swear Im slowly dying. Ive had a migraine for the past 3 days and Ive had so much to do and I havent been able to do much of anything. I also havent been able to take medicine to lessen the effects of said migraines because of my gods be damned heart. Someone euthanize me or something, please
So one of my cats apparently opened the treat box and ate some of the treats. Im fricking dying of laughter because my sister is all upset over it and Im here like 'why you upset? What did you expect him to do when you leave the treats out of the pantry?'
I love how my family can call me trash and tell me that I'm worthless, but the second I make a self deprecating joke in their presence their all offended.
So my sister broke my glasses yesterday, so I went to get my eyes checked and get new ones today. My new glasses won't get in for 10 days! 10 freaking days, why meeeeee?
I have an idea for a soulmate au book, but I don't know if anyone would like it. I don't even know if I would write well enough for anyone to think that its good.
My friend just told me that she was able to go to Dear Evan Hansen in Louisville and I'm crying internally because I wasn't able to go myself. I'm happy that she got to go at least!
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