honestly, what the fuck was going through your head when you decided to open your mouth and talk mad shit? did you think it would make you look good? no. it makes you look like a fucking idiot and stupid as hell because you don’t know shit. you don’t know what happened and you’re in no place to judge or even question anything. who are you? nobody gives a fuck. you will never even...
So what if i get a tattoo? So what if i don’t end up marrying some rich persian guy? So what if i don’t get accepted to USC? So what if i choose to be with some that makes me happy? The point is that i make myself happy, not you. I don’t live my life to please you. Don’t worry life will go on if my life doesn’t fall under your expectations.