what sexuality someone is will determine whether they get along or not, whether they give them respect or not, or even whether they give them a chance or not. I just don’t see how that’s really relevant to be honest.
myself. I’m now 100% up to date in Science after handing up the three worksheets I finished this afternoon and I finished off my SOSE work today. Now I’m just treating myself to some Cadbury Black Forest chocolate and Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. /Big grin.
Have you ever been angry or sad, to the point where you just break down at home, in your room? Your parents don't know because you keep the tears to yourself, and you cry silently. Your friends don't know because you talk as if you're fine and dandy behind the computer screen. Well you're not fine and dandy, and you know it. No one really knows how you feel, and they have their own lives to deal with, so you don't bother telling them, you bottle it up, and store it with the other problems or troubles.
Sometimes the prince charming you’re looking for or Mr. Right could actually be the prettiest of princesses or Miss Right. It’s love; there are no boundaries or rules. Love your love. This applies to boys too; your perfect girl might turn out to be your best friend, the guy you grew up with. Love is love is love is love.
you are the most fakest person ever.
you take on other people's problems just trying to make your life seem so much worse then it is.
i do know you well its hard not to honey, you spread your life to everyone.
and keeping secrets definitely isn't one of your talents.
your life is far from bad, stop trying to make it sound like it is.
and you aren't misbehaved, far from it hun.
Hahaha, fuck off. Admirably in the past I did trust too easily but now I’ve realised that I shouldn’t, I don’t. I don’t dump shit on everybody, I only tell people my problems when they ask and I know/think they’re trust worthy. I’m fake? Obviously you’re pretty fake yourself sweetie considering you seem to know so much about me which would mean we’re friends, or atleast you’ve made me think that way. You’re right, I’m not misbehaved, which is why I’m in the process of changing it now.
May I remind those that are complaining about my posts
that this is my Tumblr, not yours. Keep your pathetic opinions to yourself. If you hate my posts so much, don’t read them. If you hate me so much, don’t follow me. It’s pretty simple when you think about it.
Oh, and this is not Formspring. I don’t have an ask button for abuse, but thanks for the laughs anyway. It’s been really great while it lasted.
To all the people below; I think you should all shutup. Sophie has the right to say whatever she wants. If you think she's overexaggerating, don't read it. Honestly, if she says shes a mess, she probably is. I'm sure she doesn't want your opinion.
Thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanks, but don’t worry about it. I actually don’t care, it’s surprisingly funny to me for some reason.
your a fucking mess? you don't understand anything about being 'a fucking mess' so get the fuck over yourself.
you try so hard to sound mature that its pure immaturity, your what 15 or 14? youve got it good sweetheart you don't know the meaning of being a mess. your going to look back one day when you ARE a mess and realise how good you have it now.
so please just open your eyes honey and realise that some people out there have it rough and you dont hear them complaining
I’ll admit, I don’t have it as hard as some others but you probably have no idea what’s going on in my life. ‘Chances are, you barely know me at all so stop acting like you do, and get a life.
i hope you're happy. stop fucking around with Mitch, because you've both broken my best friends heart.
Judging by what you just wrote, you obviously don’t know the full story. ‘Fucking around with Mitch’, ‘you’ve both broken my bestfriends heart’? I suggest you get your facts straight before you go pointing your fingers.
3779.) I want to give up. On the guy. On striving to reach my parent’s expectations. On trying to keep a good reputation. On society. On me. I just want to give up. Because it feels like I’ll never please all of them. Because it feels like I’m losing who I am in the process. But mostly because I hate living like this.