why iphones gotta take two million years to turn back on after they die like you plug em in and you’re all ready to start texting again but they’re like “nope. i gotta take some time for myself. figure out who i am. you hurt me too much the last time. let me think.”
Okay listen, Anon.
I’m rarely on Tumblr. I usually have my Queue+ posting all day. I work full time, and attend university full time. I queue thousands of posts every weekend (it takes me like 5 minutes to do with Queue+), and let that run throughout the week.
I’m sorry for needing a place to vent and complain. For some reason, I thought this site was a place where people could be open about their feelings and thoughts. Guess I was wrong.
Honestly, It’s people like you who make it impossible for people to open up to others. It’s people like you who make me scared to make new friends.
Also, It’s you’re not your. So kindly fuck off and let me blog in peace :)