So my name is Rashika and I am weird. I read a lot (duh) and I watch a lot of TV. I also like to review. Check out my blog (where I co-blog with awesome people).
is she fucking crying about this?
OVER A GUY SHE HAS KNOWN FOR 3 FUCKING DAYS?
.. it's a poetry class?
So that was everyone was talking about? Darn.
I suck at poetry. The only poem (title) I can remember off the top of my head is Hope is a thing with Feathers by Emily Dickinson.
This is going to be boring....
very very boring.
(I do have to admit that I enjoyed analysing poems in English :P It's rather fun but that's beside the point)
WHAT THE HELL?
There are kids who voluntarily go to this slam club?
Talk about unrealistic.
I am not saying its wrong to appreciate poetry, its a wonderful thing but.. the author is definitely stretching it
If you need me..
I'll be crying myself to sleep.
I cannot even
They've known each other for 3 days.. how can they have developed a relationship.
Please someone EXPLAIN
EXPLAIN THIS FUCKING SHIT TO ME
I hate myself.
“Kel, let’s kill a snowman with Will’s car now,”
let me re-phrase that
"Kell, let's kill lake with Will's Car now,"
I wanna read Unteachable again.
This book is absolute shit.
This girl just called someone who made a joke ignorant.
She deserves to be bitch slapped.
*takes a deep breath in*
*deep breath out*
I need to find some aspirin.
Where's the gun?
Where is it?
Hand me my gun.
I need to shoot this fucking girl.
A girl who is willing to give up her education for a guy she barely knows.
A girl like that is a disgrace to all feminists and doesn't deserve to live.
".. in the past his kisses.."
bitch you've only kissed once.
I don't even care about the characters dying any more.
just kill me and get it over with.
Cory is wiser than I'll ever be.
I am at that point where all I want to do is bawl.
Why am I putting myself through this?
I shouldn't have to prove anything.