Why do you fuck us all?
Why does death follow me like a dark shadow?
It’s like a cloud over my head all the time.
Dead.
He’s dead.
She’s dead.
He killed himself.
So did he.
Who’s next, huh?
I’d like to fucking know.
It’s crazy to think I felt like killing myself was the only way.
I thought it for so long…how could I have been so selfish.
The people you affect. It’s massive.
When are we all going to stop dying, and start living?
When.
Because life fucks us all, and we’re all going sooner or later.
Might as well live it.

He thinks just because he’s a billionaire, that he can cancel a skype date with me on the spot like that?!?!??!???!?!?!?!?!?! Hell no, motherfucker. You are messing with the wrong bitch. One does not simply “cancel” a skype date with me. One just RIPS OUT MY MOTHERFUCKING HOPES AND DREAMS!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck you, world, fuck you. 

Using tumblr as a creative outlet for my negative energy while I still can.

Bitch can’t do this shit when she’s a Spanish motherfuckin’ princess.

I’m gunna go feed my pussy….cat.

Fuck this bullshit.

Mallie OUT.