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esskay
Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Thursday, September 29, 2011 || 3:23 AM
Have you ever had someone piss you off by doing the absolute LEAST?? Clearly, I'm annoyed right now. And apparently, my annoyance is my own fault because people don't wanna man up and own up to their mistakes. And not even big mistakes, something that could've been avoided completely had you said a few little words, spoken up when it mattered. But now, it's my fault. And it has to be my fault because I will forever be the one to step up and be the bigger person and take the blame for someone who can't take responsibility when it comes to the SMALLEST things. You're tired, someone else ruined your plan for the night, you swear up and down that you said you were tired so it had to be my mistake. So now your attitude, this little bitch fit that you're throwing, clearly it's my fault. Because, you did say you were tired. So now, when you talk to me like you done lost your damn mind, I should quietly accept that shit because, (in case you missed it), IT'S MY FAULT! So here's what I have to say to that: go screw yourself. And THEN, go kill yourself. Public enemy number one, remember? I'll see if I give a shit about your feelings in the morning. Sleep well.Labels: babble and rant, in real life |