my ex boyfriend is getting sued by capital one bank. fat fucking zionist leach monster bald headed widow peaking molestor cannot afford 25 dollars a month. that’s so sickeningly broke and disgusting
it’s kind of crazy how many bad things have happened to me in my 23 years of living. u would hear my stats and it would probably be similar to the life trajectory of a lot of serial killers where u would be like “ya tbh makes sense based on that life”
i want to live on a remote island with only the ppl that i like. that way no one will be offended by things i say, no one will rage bait me, and there won’t be lots of options so someone will probably want to have sex with me. the island will have alcohol also
a man actually just texted me “rough seeing all those v day posts eh?” i’d like to correct my initial phrasing of “man” cause clearly it was a BITCH. u have a penis and ur complaining ab instagram stories holy fucking shit grow up that is FOR GIRLS