Yet somehow it's always cloudy over Krystal O'Reilly. I'm constantly torn between wanting to murder everything and wanting to have sex with everything with a grey area in-between of wanting to have sex with someone and then murder them.
what a life to live, eh?
What's basically going on is this. NEVER GET A BOYFRIEND. do we need to repeat this? I think so?
well shit, i dont even know if people still use those icon things on devi. hahah its been a good year since i've been on anyways. but I digress, as usual
the tldr; version of whats going on? ("too long didnt read" version mothatruckas. aka short version.)
-went out with Hot Guy cause hot
-fell for Hot Guy
-HG (we're gonna call him that now) was an pompous slut idiot moron mormon (I swear I'm not even exaggerating)((OK maybe the mormon part
-dumped HG's a$$
-he changed his ways and became awesome and STILL LOVES ME??! (HOW???!<MFWVEFY)
-debating on sexing Hotty mcHot hot now
-WHAT THE FUCK SHOULD I DO??
so. yeah. this is why I hate everything. he loves me and wants to be with me forever and I'm pretty sure I love him BUT plot twist I also love every. fucking. male. alive. okay MOST alive males but seriously men are really fucking attractive and it makes me wanna rip my face off sometimesbut it lighter news i just dyed my hair dark red and i think i look slightly less unattractive so woooooooooop
and. another digression. alrighty :~)
And that's the story of why even though I am in sunny philly, there's an infinite cloud over my head. If I were in a field of blossoming flowers, I would be the one a tree fell over on therefore depriving it of sunlight and killing it forever.
I'm never gonna be able to photosynthesize D;
FUCKING WHY CAN I NEVER STAY ON TRACK GAH. ending this because must get back to my life of ruining the lives of boys because I fucking suck and I fucking suck and I FUCKING SUCK. GOD DAMNIT. GOOD DAYS SIRS.