You are not going to guilt trip me about being in a relationship and being happy about it when you earnestly had your chance but you were too busy being a little bitch. Its not my fault someone saw the good in me before you ever could.
i’m really good at two things: fucking things up and thinking i fucked things up. both end in me fucking things up.
There’s nothing more that I hate than being cornered, or having little to no options left to me. But I need to realize that I can’t tiptoe around these things anymore, and for someone who claims he doesn’t beat around the bush, I do make more than enough excuses for myself. The sacrifices I need to make are for the better in the long run, and the sooner I realize and come to terms with that, the smoother it will all be.
I’m just reaping what I sowed.
This whole car accident business is really starting to get to me. I don’t want to think about it anymore. What I wouldn’t give to have it all behind me.
Why does this have to be the most trying week of my life?
How dare you play Alicia Keys on my Beyoncé station
it’s like both mass media and authority decided to collectively up the ante on not making any sense