I’m a proud liar

I think I have huge mental issues. I might even be bipolar O.o. I want like a gallion of things, and when I look at it I really don’t get anything I want unless im like lucky or I have $$ to buy it or whatever. So anywho, ya know what else sucks? my love life! lmao. shit doesn’t even deserve to be called a love life, it’s not even a category of life in my so called “life”. I’ve became quite a loner lately too, and not like to the sense that i don’t have any friends, of course I do ha. Just to the point that I really don’t want to talk to anybody and just be alone. I wanna meet new people, nigggas that will change me into a complete bad ass. Im a bad ass in the inside, truly I am, and one day my true rebellious side will come forward to this fucked up world full of fucked up people. I’ll be like a rebellious chick that actually believes in God, and will know how to have a great time without getting high. Not that I have anything against people that do, but i’ll much rather make a fool out of myself with loadsss of alcholic beverages than smoking a blunt and having to get the munchies, i’ll become a fat obese lady. Fackk it, instead of smoking it i’ll inhale it rofl. i’ll get high by breathing it. imagine? lmao. so to cut this shit short. i hate you<3

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