Yes, oversensitive doesn't describe it. Hypersensitive I am.
So that rambling of last night actually came from an Ooops ticker. I know she doesn't mean it like this, it's just one freakin word, but when I see that above a pregnancy ticker...
It's like the big bitch of high school comes over to you, knocks your fruit punch all over you in your all white outfit and says "Ooops!" and runs off to laugh about what she just did.
And to see that she was upset about it killed me.
I'm sorry if you are reading this, it's nothing against you, but I gotta get it out.
Classroom Economy: Part 3
5 years ago
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Yea, it's days like that that I have to avoid certain places. I hate feeling like that...
::hugs::
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