glittered crimes
July 2010
Dear Flirts,
when a girl has a boyfriend , dont fuck around with them . you try to ruin a relationship ? i gaurentee you if the girlfriend loves him alot she’ll ruin your face.
Same to you boys . when a guy has his chick , too bad ! she’s his now . dont try and flirt your way into her heart . cause if you take his chick , he’ll break your dick .
Just Saying ,
P.S. dont fuck with other peoples things .
Or P.S. Don’t fuck with their lover.
-Go fvck yourselves homewreckers ;) -lvds
Why the fucks is Tumblr getting blamed for this? →
Yes I know what is happening, that Jessi Slutslaughter chick is going to be appearing on Good Day America to talk about us cyberbullying her. But it’s not fucking fair on us because:
IT’S HER FUCKING FAULT. It’s not our fault that she wanted to start shit in the first place, she was the one that said she’ll ‘Pop a glock’ in our mouth and make a brain slushie, she’s the one that begged for sympathy and the one that swore at us, how come she gets to get away with that? How come she’s not getting blamed for uploading child pornography?
IT’S NOT TUMBLR’S FAULT THAT HER PERSONAL INFO. GOT LEAKED. If it’s anyone’s fault, it should be 4Chan. They were the one’s that got her address, home number, mobile EVERYTHING, and they were the ones that started making anonymous prank calls to her. We, Tumblr, did not do that, so why are we getting blamed? It should be 4Chan that Jessi should be talking about, instead of using Tumblr as a scapegoat.
Tumblr is an EXPRESSING site, where we can express our opinions. Jessi should’ve been aware of that before posting up those pics, she should’ve known that there will be people who will disagree with her. If she made a Tumblr account, she should’ve been emotionally prepared for opinions that she doesn’t want to hear.
Therefore my fellow followers, reblog and spread the words to save Tumblr for the hype it will be getting. It will unlikely to be shut down, but if it will, then I would like to say Thank you for putting up with me and supporting me, when I didn’t have anyone to talk to in real life. You guys have been amazing. Now, let’s pray and hope that Tumblr will be saved and the blame to be put on 4Chan.
WOW -lvds
So kiss me & smile for me . . . .
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called “best friend”. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick” she said; he’s not going to go well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as “best friends”. So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn’t think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, “you’re my best friend, thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
A few years later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say “I do” and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said “you came!”. She said “thanks” and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my “best friend”. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! I wish I did too…I thought to my self, and I cried.
Shout your heart out -lvds
“If you throw up on me, I’ll throw up on you too. That could be a fun game.”
—Kourtney Kardashian
There was a man named Dan , he was in love with a woman named Cynthia. She was blind. He was not rich nor poor but he worked his butt off to please his Girlfriend. He told her he will marry her one day. He took her to places she always wanted to go to. He treated her like a princess. One day, the doctor called up and told the woman she can have an eye transplant and she could see again. She was over the moon. But when she did get her sight back , she never knew her husband was blind. She said she couldn't look after him , she couldn't take care of him , she couldn't love him. She left him.. to go on a big holiday leaving him behind. He was angry but he still loved her. He sent her a postcard. " Dear Cynthia, I love you and I always will, it's a shame we couldn't marry , you mean the world to me. Have a happy, pleasurable life.. Love , Dan. p.s Take care of my eyes for me.
The truth is , Dan loved Cynthia so much he gave up his eyes for her. And she left off, even though he cherished her , treated her like a princess and gave her everything even his eyes..
I hope to find a guy who’s worth loving, like this guy. This girl’s a bitch >:) -lvds
