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It's sad when you realize you aren't as important to someone as their lies made you believe you were.
It gets exhausting constantly having to reassure a pathetic loser that they aren't a pathetic loser.
Everything about you is creepy. Fuck off.
I hope I never get tired of always having something to complain about.
Okay.. I think I'm finally over Twitter. How do I get my life back? Does it magically appear? Do I fill out a form? Maybe spin a wheel?
My ADD is out of control, I have no friends, my tweets suck and the love of my life can go fuck himself. Goodnight, Twitter.
Good thing I sleep alone bc I just launched myself into bed like a fucking superhero and started singing Warren G's 'Regulate.'
How'd she die? Suffocating on a dryer sheet she had shoved in her mouth because it smelled so damn good.
I know I'm tired because I just stuck a used dryer sheet in my mouth to see if it tastes as good as it smells.
My type? The usual- emotionally unavailable, geographically undesirable, financially unstable, romantically challenged and stubborn as fuck.
And by it, I mean my ass.
That last tweet was brought to you by alcohol and A LOT of it.
My ass needs some TLC from a TLC*.
*Thick & Lengthy Cock.
Having feelings for someone makes you say and do ridiculously stupid, borderline psycho shit.
Moral of the story: Fuck having feelings
Swearing on Twitter is my anti-drug. Come for the cuteness, stay for the rage. I say FUCK! a lot.
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