Purplereign
Loungeroom Dancing Queen
^ . . . I'm sorry ( *runstogoogle* )
Where is the pain exactly?The sharp pain I get in my wrist after work.
I hate that too Indra, but I found listening to bootlegs helps a lot.
Muse.
Talking on the phone. I've always found it an awkward experience, mostly because I'm not a natural talker, and at least when you're face-to-face with someone there's space for pause or silence in between the talk.
When I love someone that doesn't love me back.
Well, on that note I still don't like the term "randoms" for, y'know, anyone who happens to be in the vicinity of where you are or what you're talking about. They're not randoms, man. They're people. Just say any one of the hundreds of other words you could use in that situation instead. Thanks.
"lol did u c dat random that just worked past wearin the collingwood gurnsy"
"Dammit, it was a retard, Johnson. Not a 'random'."
retard
the first one i saw was amusing. they've been getting progressively less funny."i... LOL jk i..."
Ugh tell me about itBeing around people who make me feel inadequate, knowing I will never live up to what these people consider success, and what I hate even more is that I let it get to me - big time.
Being around people who make me feel inadequate, knowing I will never live up to what these people consider success, and what I hate even more is that I let it get to me - big time.
Ugh tell me about it