Merry fucking Christmas.

 I hate that I miss you. It’s taking most of my will power not to dial your number. I don’t even understand why the fuck I’m miss you. I won’t even question it because I never understand anything anymore.

  I’m tired, I’m lonely, and I’m sick of people bitching about Christmas. It’s a fucking Holiday, not life or death you assholes. I keep seeing people bitch about how it’s Jesus’ Birthday and how we should be thankful for our families, not these gifts. Bitch shut up. That’s why you have a new car, i phone, and all this other shit. If it wasn’t all about the gifts why are your parents bank accounts empty now you spoiled cunts.

 Negative mood. Tired of being treated like a piece of ass. I’m more then that. Maybe. Well, maybe I’m nothing. Who fucking know.

 Rant over.

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