Jesus fucking Christ, I think I have a kid.
That was Dean’s kid and no one will ever fucking convince me otherwise.
fun fact: Michael Cera asked Rihanna if he could slap her ass for real and she said “you can slap my ass for real if I can slap you in the face for real” and he was like alright. and they did the take like 3 times and Michael was like “you’re not hitting me hard enough do it for real” and then she slapped the fuck out of him and threw off his equilibrium so much he had to go lay down in his trailer for like half an hour and that’s the take they used in the movie with no added sound effects
It really irritates me how people say that in 2011 Demi looked massively overweight and not healthy at all. Are you blind? Do people have to be skin and bones, no offense to people that are naturally that weight, to be healthy? No. People can have meat on their bones and be perfectly fucking healthy you idiots. Lose the stereotypical media bullshit and pull your heads out of your asses. You can be chubby without being unhealthy. To me, she looked great. Her body type was and is realistic.
I’m the one who gets the shit end of the stick. I honestly gave you everything and you just threw me out like garbage. A week before my birthday, valentines day and our anniversary. You broke my heart when I did nothing but love you as much as I possibly could, which apparently wasn’t good enough or you. I cried and you didn’t care. You still don’t care. You say you love me. You say you care. You say you’ll always love me. But how can I believe that when you’ve betrayed me once before? How can I trust you when you broke me into pieces before and left me to fix the mess that you made? Words mean nothing without actions because actions speak louder than words. If you love me, you’d be with me. If you cared, you’d show it. You wouldn’t tell me you’re confused and you wouldn’t be with the person you’re with now - you’d be with ME. But you aren’t and because you aren’t, and because you have an excuse not to me (every single time) I say that you don’t love me. I say that you want a security net when no one else wants you. You show me affection when no one else is showing you it. You distance yourself from me when other people are flirting with you. When I seem to move on or seem to be interested in someone else you come right back. You fuck with my feelings and play mind games with me and I’m tired of it. I’m tired of not feeling good enough. I’m tired of always being second best compared to the whores that hurt you all the time. I’m tired of spilling my heart out to you every single chance I get and you just barely saying anything about it. I’m tired of when we have the chance to be together you say you’re not ready. The truth is that it’s not that you aren’t ready - it’s that you don’t want me. The least you could do is have the balls to say it instead of fucking with me. I love you. I loved you and you treated me like shit. You broke me. You really did but until you SHOW me, fight for me and prove it, I’m done. I’m going to make you realize what you fucking lost. I’m done being the broken one. I’m done waiting. I’ve waited 6 fucking months while you’ve fucked other people and been with other people, I waited. I’m done.
THE PHOTOSHOP I BOUGHT OFF A GUY DOESN’T WORK ON MAC COMPUTERS BC ITS NOT COMPATIBLE.
IM TRYING TO FIND FREE DOWNLOAD AND BECAUSE THIS IS MY SCHOOLS FUCKING COMPUTER,
UTORRENT, PIRATEBAY AND ALL THAT OTHER SHIT ARE BLOCKED
I JUST WANT TO SCREAM AND PUNCH MY SCHOOL IN THE FACE. STUPID. CUNTS. UNBLOCK IT. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.