this fucking song though

Can i just address something, to my followers?

Every single #j post has been the same damn #j, for the entire time I’ve had this blog. I have never met another person and wrote about them under that tag. The same guy I would confess ~undying love~ for and shit, I’d talk about how I just really wish someone would rip out all his teeth and have him chug bleach while a wolf gnaws away at his junk, making him a eunuch. I swear it’s all his fault because he treats me fucking horribly.

So this time I’m definitely done.


And I’m sure at this point very few of you have faith in never having to see my ~love posts about him again, I want to apologize because I know I’m annoyed with it and I’m surprised none of you have given me any shit for it. If I DO write my own lovey dovey posts about him I’d be quite happy to receive any angry letters you might feel like sending, because, obviously, I’d need to hear it. 

So yeah tl;dr I’m sorry #j makes me crazy and you have to keep hearing about it because i’m dumb and kept going back to him

I’m excited because I won’t have to spell shit out for you. If you’re being a dick I’ll tell you, but you’re never going to be a giant fucking asshole like J.


i feel my american-bred sense of entitlement the most when i get annoyed that the ‘united states’ is sorted in alphabetical order on a drop down menu and not just listed at the top


“once you lose someone it is never exactly the same person who comes back.”


nah, bitch. if she says liz, your name is liz.