so my mum told me that as a kid she would peel an apple and throw the peel over her shoulder, and the peel would take the shape of the first letter of her future spouse. naturally, i decided to do it and
i’m fucking crying
it says ‘no.’
it literally says NO.
oh my god
I’m not sure why, but as of lately when people tell me that they miss me, I get caught off guard. And if I say it back I often times am not sincere about it. That scares me.
Just a friendly reminder,
that what I do with my money that I earn at my job is not any of your business. If I want to blow my paycheck on a trip to out of the country. That is MY choice. If I want to cash my paycheck and leave the money in my underwear drawer that is MY choice. I do not need your input.
It does not matter who I hang out with or talk to. If I want to be a loner and not talk to anyone for a few days, that is my decision. If I want to hang out with my roommate for 2 weeks straight outside our of house, that is my decision. If I want to talk to the 30 year old in my math class,that is my decision.
My parents raised me well enough to where I can make adult decisions by myself. So do not give me your input because I do not care and it bugs me.