I’m angry enough to say hurtful things and I’m trying to remind myself that he does not matter, I don’t need to stoop that low, and IT DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER but I’m fuming.
It’s taken me years to get over shit he did to me and motherfucker has the audacity to talk a big game and say shit about me. I swear to god if I see him soon I will smash his fucking face in.
Listening to shit an ex has talked about me and getting more angry than I should.
So long ago, but dude… Go fuck yourself.
So… just found a picture of myself that my tattoo artist posted online (with permission) that’s one of his top shared photos on instagram and definitely has a good amount of side boob from me.
No face though, but still - really fucking weird to find and see all the comments on haha.
Flattered too… “This is totally one of the best things I’ve seen you do - good work man!” and “Epic! Epic! Epic!”
Hell yea, that’s MINE.
I put depdorant on my feet but not my armpits…