Because, at the end of the day;
All we want is someone to hold us. Someone to make us feel worthwhile. Someone who loves us for who we really are.
Sometimes it seems that's asking too much.
Because, at the end of the day;
All we want is someone to hold us. Someone to make us feel worthwhile. Someone who loves us for who we really are.
Sometimes it seems that's asking too much.
Those who criticize our generation forget who raised it. Remember that you old hags!
Love? What love? Big fat sugar coated piece of fucking shit
I'm an immigrant in a foreign land. I hate my parents' culture, and I hate our food. It tastes like dog faeces and smells even worse. I wish I was British like everyone else.
Wish someone would just make my day, feel like all I do is for the happiness of others. When is it my turn to be happy and spoilt?
I fucking hate history. Which is why i'm not overly glad my BITCH of a "teacher" gave us this to do in a week. ONE WEEK to write this essay.
With no guidelines. Not having been shown how to set one out, I have no idea where to start.
And now, after spending 6 days developing a very, very loose plan, I have to write it and give it in tomorrow. That might be possible if I didn't need to sleep, eat, or go to my other lessons.
But I do, I do, and I do.
Fuck My Life.
When you've linked your Twitter and Facebook accounts so that you can post status updates between the two simultaneously, please remember that's what you're doing.
Twitter accounts have usernames, prefixed with @, so when you're going to post a “tweet” to Facebook, those usernames have no meaning and instantly becomes a piece of noise, and also makes you look like a crazy bastard.
Post generic messages that apply to both your friends on both the social networks, not specific tweets involving Twitter users.
Thanks.
Why do people talk such mundane crap nowadays? I mean really? I have kept a list today, I have been spoken to about the dog shitting in the garden, Joey Essex leaving the jungle, how clean the office is, how we are having pork for dinner and how the potatoes will be peeled after Emmerdale. FFS - it has got to be linked to a persons IQ.
I tried today to start a conversation about the Germans treatment of the Jews, what came back .... Joey Essex says WW1 ended in 1979. No one in my house knows that there is a BBC4 let alone watch it.
Soaps, xfactor, strictly = food for the brain dead
i come to every single one of your competitions. thats like one every week for the past year. and now you're telling me, that you won't come to my last ever competition, because you want to go to a car meet. thanks a lot. i see whos more important.
I don't think you realise quite how much I love you and need you. But everything hurts, hurts so much and I can't blame you, you're not a mind reader. I need someone to blame and the only person I can find is myself. Jealousy, that's what it is. I don't want to feel this why, christ you're allowed other friends. It's just your not the person I know so well when you're wth them
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