Honestly have you seen what 13-16 year old girls where nowadays? They’re fashion choices are so- 
I love my saggy shirts and pants. 
Honestly have you seen what 13-16 year old girls where nowadays? They’re fashion choices are so- 
I love my saggy shirts and pants. 
I mean I cuss too, so I can’t really speak but same here. I don’t use it so freely like they do, I understand the meaning.
I cuss plenty, but I only cuss a whole bunch when I’m pissed.
And when I start to get angry.
I swear when I’m bored, angry, happy-
Basically I cuss all the time, bad habit.
Same. I don’t do it in front of my parents but they told me to just not do it in front of them, so I’m just like, okay. 
When I’m happy or cheering someone on I’d be like FUCK YESSS!!! GO BITCHHH!!! YASSS.
But I think my dad is starting to realize he is okay with me cussing. One time he gave me a whole day to. But I didn’t because well, I was having a really good day. 
Mine don’t care as long as I don’t swear at them.
Hah. If I cussed in front of my mom though she would knock my shit in. 
Lol.
My older brother called my mom a bitch WHEN SHE ASKED HIM TO GET A BLANKET?? HOW HARD IS THAT??? I low-key started crying because my mom started crying, and then I just beat the absolute shit out of him.
Needless to say he’s now scared of me, his younger sister.
Some people don’t understand personal space, I can’t do anything without this one person getting up in my face. With they’re mank skanky breath and ugly ass face. Like no.



oh my-
When my siblings get all pissy when my mom asks something so simple, I’m literally the one to tell them to fucking listen. They listen more to me.
I don’t know if that’s a bad thing… they act all tough to our parents but when I roll around… shiii, they’re like helpless little mice. I’m the older sister in the household, since our oldest sister doesn’t live with us. I barely even consider her family though.
My parents swear in front of me all the time, and I swear in front of them all the time too. They don’t care 
At lunch my friends would ask me to breathe in their faces because they liked the smell of my breath, I was so weirded out like wtf. (Specifically my boy friends.) 
Oml. That’s weird.
It’s my mum who’s like “B*tch what the f^ck just came out your wee mouth!?” And I run for the hills.
Mannnn… I just want to rip up my art.
This shit take too long. 
I gave up on paper art, digital art is the only real art I do these days. Before digital I did charcoal- that sh*t hurt. I understand your struggle.