Absolutely fucking fuming!
How dare you text Kirby, demanding she pick you up from the hospital because you got fucking king hit trying to break up a fight between boys more than double your size, when we had to leave for the airport in less than an hour. So out of pure concern for you we call your fucking parents and you get fucking mad at us for ‘getting them involved’. I’m sorry but if I was in hospital...
Reblog this if you've ever cut yourself. Reblog...
twistedbeautiful: RULE OF TUMBLR. WHEN YOU SEE THIS, YOU REBLOG IT. wouldn’t be Christmas on tumblr without this FOUR FOR GLEN COCO, YOU GO GLEN COCO NONE FOR GRETCHEN WIENERS, BYE.
Drunken D&M's with my cat FTW!
What a pitiful existence I lead :(
My Sleeping Schedule:
DAY: NIGHT: Get the Best Medicine here :)
A little tipsy Mel is trying very hard to control...