I know I should sleep. But my mind has other plans and sleeping isn't one on them...fuck you sleep.

Dear Sleep: I know you've been pissed off at me, but this is complete bullshit.

Sadly, you I know you will never get over your ex.

I didn't text you, vodka did.

Sometimes I really want to say fucked up things to the people I love just to hurt their feelings. Why? Because fuck them.

My happiness is going to lie in where I end up, and I really don't think it's where I am. #movingon

It was all fun and games until you opened you're mouth. Now it's just annoying.

My biggest decision lately is to change out of my pajamas or not to change. Not changing wins.

Never underestimate the power of a woman who knows more than you think.

Nothing pisses me off more than people who lie and cheat. You people are horrible and I hope you die. Cunts.

I think it's safe to say that you will never be satisfied.

The truth will set you free in the end. And when it does I will be there to remind you that you're a fucking liar.

The older I get the more I realize how much I hate people.

Seeing my ex, SUCKS.

Maybe I should just stop fighting it and embrace whatever it is...

Letting go is hard, yet if you try to hold on to every last bit of the past, you're destine to compromise your future.

If your going to follow your ex on every piece of social media known to man, you're a fucking idiot.

Forgetting that we're still friends on Facebook and that I can see everything-Priceless.

Twitter, you "get" me. Thanks.

So every time I try to be happy, something or someone fucks it up for me. Good job assholes.