I know it sounds shallow, but I just can’t stand it when people don’t want what I want. I especially hate it when I miss out or have to “deal with it†because a majority want something else. It should be my choice just as much as theirs!
Do you wear t-shirts for bands you’ve never heard of? Hear one song by a band on the radio and suddenly you’re a huge fan of them? Say you love Twilight/Harry Potter/etc., even though your hands have never touched the books? Wear fake piercings? Post all this depressing ‘emo’ junk on Facebook and then act all happy in real life? Congratulations, you’re a poser!
If you look good, why do you have to smell so bad?
Every time I’m busy, I have to pee. It’s annoying. I wish I could make someone else pee for me.
I still like him, a lot. We’d been together for two years and two months. I can’t get over him. I walk pass him in the hallways and we ignore each other. It’s awkward. I miss him—the old him.
I hate how I’m texting somebody and I say “whatcha doing†and their response is “nothingâ€. You’ve gotta be doing something!
My friend wears Ed Hardy stuff, loves the color black, will not say the word “cuteâ€, and will not shave his underarms, legs, back or anywhere! And it is disgusting! Also he thinks he is very funny, but he isn’t. Male comedians make valley girl voices and do stuff like that, but he won’t and his voice is really high!
Everyone thinks there is no reason to be bored, but when there is nothing you want to do, you are bored. Everyone is like, “stop texting me and find something do.†Why don’t they find me something to do if they are going to be like that?
Wishes are stupid. They never even come true. I’ve made a wish a million times and not one has come true. Even wishing on 11:11 doesn’t help. Why does everyone make a big deal about wishing on 11:11 or on stars? It just doesn’t make sense to me.
The name of the song is Moves Like Jagger, and he knows that, yet he still thinks the guy is saying “I got to move my swagger!†What? This might sound a bit stupid to complain about, but trust me, once you hear it 500 times, you go nuts.