this-is-literally-no-one's-fault-but-mine

anonymous asked:

43, 44, 45, 46, 47 btw love your theme!

43. Whats your current problem?
- Going back to school, sadly.
44. Have you ever had your heart broken?
- One time and it wasn’t her fault it was mine because I was always givin’ me heart away rest in rip
45. Your thoughts of long distance relationships?
- Worth it so very worth it like it might be hard?? But when you think abt it its really not if you really really really love the person. Again, worth it.
46. How many kids do you want to have?
- Twoooooooo
47. Have you ever found it hard to tell someone you like them?
- Literally every single one of my crushes ever.

dude if you’re gonna say shit about me to laura when i’m sitting right in front of you, then literally what’s the point. just say it to my face. you’re drunk and not being subtle at all. like i don’t understand it. 
“like she went to college why is she even here”
sorry i didn’t drop out of high school. would that make me more qualified to be here?
“now i have to fight bill, like she did that to him”
yup. it’s all my fucking fault. just mine. no one else’s. 
stop talking shit about me in front of me to people who aren’t me. if you preach about being real, fucking be real yourself.

anonymous asked:

Shouldn't you be less defensive about your business like your trip if you're the one who puts it up on something as public as tumblr? If you don't want other people writing about it then keep it to yourself.

First of all, it’s not my fault that I’m getting shit about my trip because 1. It’s being displayed on MY PERSONAL blog, so I can literally write whatever I want. 2. Not a single soul in existence has the right to comment on my life choices because they are solely mine and whether the comments are positive or negative, they are still uncalled for. Ain’t no one asking for public opinion. Ain’t no one leaving the fate of my life in the hands of tumblr. I am simply writing personal things that go on in my life. That’s it. Some of yall are mad that I’m actually happy… doing things that will make me a better person, that will benefit me and make me feel good. Instead of coming at me telling me I shouldnt be defensive about your instrusive ass uncalled for opinions, the people that are attempting to give me grief about something that has absofuckinglutely nothing to do with them should reevaluate their lives.

Lets get something clear right this very second. This is MY LIFE, MY BLOG. I am not hurting anyone in the process of me moving away. I am paying for my trip with my hard-earned money. I bought my plane ticket with the money I earned taking my ass to work 5 days a week, 8 hours a day. Absolutely nobody is dying because I’m moving. I am leaving no mess and no damage. So why does it fucking matter what I do? Some of yall are so fucking pathetic with the saddest of lives that you feel the need to hide your face behind a computer screen and tell a complete stranger their life choices affect your own life. If at this age you have nothing better to do, then I feel sorry for you. If you have grown up to be such a shitty person, I feel sorry for you. If my happiness makes you mad, I feel sorry for you. Take a nap and when you wake up, hopefully your priorities have gotten sorted out. Peace and best of luck to all the negatives out there trying to come at me. I’m on my road to happiness. I hope yall find your way to happiness someday too. Until then, fuck off my blog.