random grievances i feel need to be shared
i'll never be the girl who pats you on the back and says "there, there. you did everything right. as always" if you've had a bad day. now, if it really is a case of things not going your way, then i'll be there to make you laugh and hate the world right along with you. but if you fucked up, i will tell you point blank. and i expect my friends to do the same for me.
lately it seems that some people have started to believe that they have somehow "earned" special treatment from me. i treat everyone the same and don't sugarcoat anything. granted that's partly because i'm too lazy to do so, but still. don't think, for one second, that just because you may know a lot about me, and vice versa, that it entitles you to not be called out on your shit by me.
i don't play games with anyone. i hate them. with a passion.
i'm getting kinda tired of being called a guy just because i'm aggessive and open when it comes to sex. i'm not a dude. i have tits and a vagina. and many of you have seen both on drunken nights. so um....stop calling me a guy.
nor am i a lesbian. we all know i love penis way too much for that.
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