yeah, i saw sparks.

-___-

You think it’s incredibly wrong for a girl to pay for herself, so you insist that you pay for my stuff. However, you won’t order for me. Doesn’t ordering and paying for something go hand in hand?

If you’re not going to wait in line and at least go with me to order my stuff, then let me pay for myself. Instead, after I insist that you wait in a long line WITH me, you hand me the money for me to do it myself and sit down, saying you’re tired.
-___- I’m tired too and SORE also. Being a girl can suck. I’ve been so sore lately..

Okay, I don’t want to sound completely dependent, but man. -_-
I could be more independent if you let me pay for my stuff, but nope.

I wouldn’t mind ordering for myself if it was at some place with me ordering something quite specific.

I just wish you’d show more effort in this paying-for-me thing by going WITH me to order instead of handing me the money to do it all myself, by myself. If I’m going to have to wait in line by myself, order for myself, and then pay with YOUR money, I’d rather not.

Whatever. >__>  

I’m not being frikkin pessimistic. 

It’s a big bitch when you don’t reply at points when I’m trying to make up for myself. It feels like you don’t want to help bandage up the damage and instead, let it turn into a scab. 

Fine. Leave me hanging. 

I don’t want us to be like this.

 

Sisters before misters yo

Sisters before misters all day, everyday, all year, every year.
I’d be a massive wreck if I didn’t have the girls that I do in my life. I love every one because even though they don’t completely pull me out of my pathetic, sad hole (which is impossible, really) that I fall into sometimes, they still shower me with great care packages full of love and understanding.

“Hos before bros. Uteruses before duderuses. Ovaries before brovaries. Besties before testes. Chicks before dicks.” 

P.S. I have one fantastic friend who is a boy but I love him like I love my sisters from another mister. I hope he doesn’t get offended by this.. don’t think he would.. 

I have too many things weighing me down and stressing me out… even if it’s something(/one) I never wanted to stress me out. I can’t give out and take a break though. I just have to build endurance and basically drill myself into handling things better. I’m kind of incapable of that right now. 
I have my attention distributed out to way too many things and it’s driving me nuts.

Maybe I need to get my priorities straight.
I can’t be emotionally unhealthy again.
Some things really need to be put below others. You were right.  

What doesn’t matter is no big deal

I have to be proud and happy for the other person instead of jealous because I know I can still carry on without appreciation or recognition. All I need is the passion and the drive, and I’ll keep on working for the deed, not the spotlight.