I'm worn out. It's only Tuesday.
And I feel like I need to tell one of my friends something that’s REALLY bothering me, but we all know I’ll chicken out.
….. fucking coward.
My names Brittany and I have no idea what I want in my life at the moment, I don't understand myself and I'm just generally confused. It kinda blows. Goodbye.
And I feel like I need to tell one of my friends something that’s REALLY bothering me, but we all know I’ll chicken out.
….. fucking coward.
It’s only Monday and I already feel like shit. This is gonna be a wonderful fucking week.
Bye.
Can you please have some of it? Maybe you’ll lighten up a bit. Okay.
@1 day agoI have a haircut appointment in 30 minutes.
My stomach hurts.
I have a choir concert tonight.
Meow.
Simon is fucking cute.
When he sings, he’s even cuter.
12345678910. I just counted to ten.
I dressed up as a cowboy/mexican/creep today at school for a skit.
I’m afraid Miriah is gonna fuck up my hair.
I like the stupidness of this post.
I love you.
Bye.
How the fuck is that even close to fair? Two words for you: fuck you.
Let those words synch in. Thank you.