Quotes added on Wednesday, March 30 2016
YOU MAKE ME FEEL
LIKE SOMEONE ELSE. YOU GOT ME TALKING IN MY
SLEEP.
I DON'T WANNA COME BACK DOWN. I DON'T WANNA TOUCH THE GROUND.
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dontsellyourself
YOU ALWAYS KNEW HOW TO PUSH MY BUTTONS. YOU GAVE ME EVERYTHING
AND NOTHING.
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dontsellyourself
He
MINE
when
we arguing
He MINE when we break up
He MINE when we not talking
So don't get your hopes up thinking he yours ;)
He MINE when we break up
He MINE when we not talking
So don't get your hopes up thinking he yours ;)
It's nice to be told
you're beautiful or hot or whatever,
but I'd love to hear some say that I make things easier, that
they're happy I exist, they don't know what they'd do without
me, I'm strong, that they hope we never lose eachother, that
they're proud of me, that I have something to offer.
Compliments don't always have to be about appearance.
but I'd love to hear some say that I make things easier, that
they're happy I exist, they don't know what they'd do without
me, I'm strong, that they hope we never lose eachother, that
they're proud of me, that I have something to offer.
Compliments don't always have to be about appearance.
my playlist either too
sexual too depressing or too hood
You
got
my soul
what
i liked
about her,
was
that
she
wasn't your
ordinary
woman.
she
was
tea
on somedays
and
hennessy
on others.
my favorite snapchat
stories are when
people video their steering wheel while
a song is on the radio, wish people done
more of them
people video their steering wheel while
a song is on the radio, wish people done
more of them
Look
for
something
positive
in each
day,
even
if some
days
you have
to look
a little
harder.
I'm at work and
not supposed to
be online. My employer says
that she has
software to see
snapshots of whatever we
do on the internet. Did she
mean snapshots? Or
just a list of the websites
we visit? Well...she's not gonna be happy if she sees this snap,
but I might as
well still post it.
Who knows? She might have
already read this
far...no use
keeping her wondering. And I need to vent. I wonder what would
happen if she found out
how I feel about life right
now? I wonder what
would happen if she knew just
how much my body
has been destroyed
by my crappy health. I wonder, if she knew, would she stop
bugging me about
making darned phone
calls when it's hard to even hold a pen right now? Would she
understand how
much it takes out of
me to just be here? As an
introvert...this job
is already extremely
draining, just the fact
that I have to deal
with in-store customers and also be available to answer the
phone, even though
I do still have an underlying
phone anxiety on
top of the general
social anxiety. But then to make more phone calls on top of
that?
Understandable, if I
haven't already
called them 20 times in the past month. But I recognise too many
of these people's
names and even know
some of their phone numbers by heart. I should not be able to
dial some customer
of this company
from my house. I should have to have their account open in
front of my face for
me to contact
them, but no, I recognise their phone number and sometimes even
their address. The
pressure is
killing me
here. If some of them haven't paid by now, they won't
pay again for at
least another
month, no need to
keep leaving voicemails every single freaking day. This girl is
tired. I am
done.
