I’m really starting to think I’m not meant to have a job or work. And its really starting to frustrate me. I’ve had two job interviews and nothing… and one went extremely well. I don’t understand.
— Nelson Mandela (via quotes-shape-us)
Omfg. Like go fuck yourself!!!!
How dare you. I’m not some self centered princess who thinks of only myself. What a fucking cow you are!!! What kind of best friend are you? Are you jealous? Are you disappointed in something in your life? Is it you don’t want me to have these things? What is it???
I don’t think I’ve ever been so upset by something my “best friend” has said to me and about my abilities as a person.
Maybe I’m just a cry baby but fuck I can’t stop crying. Like how dare you!