alexandramichelle.

cosmetologist. artist. whateverthefuckist.
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19. chicago livin'.
even artichokes have hearts.

Luc

:p slob on meh knob.

Ominouslyexpulsive

AGAIN. you a) don’t know me. b) don’t know the situation. c) don’t know what happened last night so you have no right to comment or talk down to me about why I’m upset. So until you know every. Little. Thing. That has happened to me to make me write this post, stop commenting and stop being condescending.

Also, I didn’t like my own post.

Ominouslyexpulsive.

You literally have NO right to say that. You have no idea what I went through last year on my birthday along with the rest of the year up till today. My friends do.
Do not assume shit. Do not tell me to calm down.

So. I need new friends.
(With exception to a few)

Admitting to forgetting my birthday party was last night is not an excuse.

Being an asshole and not responding to my texts is not an excuse.

Showing for five minutes is not an excuse.

Blow me.

I hate people.

And by my house I mean dans house.

Everyone come to my house.