How do people live with these and wear them in their everyday life?I swear I could barley flush the toilet let alone do anything else with them on.
They are pretty tho, that's one thing.
I think I actually got better at using acrylics. For example; I learned how to wear my shoes with them and tie them. I even made food, and managed to put on some lipgloss.
Lipgloss.
Lipgross.
Those were very hard tasks, I know.
I should honestly get a round of applause for all the effort I put.
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I think I might just become a hobo, since I waisted so much money this month.
And every other month.
But I waisted it on shoes and food.
And they were fucking worth it.
Yea.
I lay on top of the blanket that is sprawled over the green grass. The wind slightly brushing away my brown hair. I lower my sunhat to keep the sun away, because that's it's purpose,
duh.
I really need to do something with my life.
Other than eating.
Not that it's a bad thing.
I am sitting in the park currently, if you can't tell.
I like being alone.
Like a lot.
I remember when I was a teenager, I would be in my room or in any other room in our house that has no one else.
My dad thought I had autism.
He even said that to my face.
It's not a bad thing, and all that shit, but honestly I would prefer if I really had it.
So I could use it as an excuse to be alone.
But sadly I don't.
Since I used to have a lot of friends in school, and I was an open person.
Not to mention that the fact that I used to bully the teachers helped me with making more friends.
I used to comment a lot on what they said, and the whole class would laugh.
I got into a lot of shit because of that.
So I don't advice you to do that.
But I liked seeing people laugh or just smile, and it made me really happy that I was the reason behind it.
As cheesy as that sounds, it is very much true.
And although I was an extremely friendly person, I was closed off. Still am.
I hate telling people about my secrets, and not just because they are intense or dangerous and all that shit, but it's probably because I suck at expressing my emotions.
I have a very rocky relationship with my mother because of that. I don't like talking about things and telling her what happened and all that shit girls and boys do with they're mother.
She'd always say that she wished I was like the other girls. A girl who would open up to her and just tell her everything, and follow her everywhere like a tail.
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RomanceThis story is shit and was written so I could avoid my school work, read at ur own risk.