me. venting. lava. ooooh!
 

gah. ok. i woke up today. it was shitty and grey and miserable as always. i decided to wear my favorite top and jacket to make my myself feel better. as i'm zipping up and getting ready to leave, i hook the shirt, which is silk, in my jacket zipper. i pull and tug and just make it worse. i go to class like this since i don't have time to change. for 40 minutes i try and coax the snarled fabric out. in one desperate yank i not only manage to rip my shirt but remove the zipper as well. now i've got a zipper stuck to my midsection. i finally got it off, of course, but does that mean i feel better? no. i'm pissed. really fucking pissed. like. shit just seems to attack me when i'm already feeling down. i'm a magnet. ugh. i can't replace this stuff. it's ruined. that and i still have 2 classes left and i'm really fucking tired. fuckingtiredfuckingtiredfuckingtired ughhh.

thanks guys

i laffed

hehehe, you're SO fucking pathetic. geee, JUST the other day you were attempting to brag like the rest of these cunts of how happy you were. hahahahaha!!! you cant fool anyone you fat miserable selfish fuck. dont even try.

that's why you should go topless !!

You trendsetter!

i try :cool:

No no, you don't *have* to try, remember? Ixnay

I thought this was going to be a thread about bleeding from the vagina.