Sara. Boston. 23. For a tough sport hockey sure makes me cry a lot.
I went too far in calling someone else for their fuck ups and I’ve just made this so awkward. I think I need a filter and control myself better when I’m bitter about shit that’s not at all relevant anymore.
ugh stupid fucking puck bunnies ruining the game
i bet they don’t even know what offsides is
Next time I start to develop a crush on someone please just punch me in the face instead
i’ve heard you said one time that i never even fucking cross your mind
My dog always knows when I’m sad. It’s like she can sense the wave of depression before I can and she’s all over me all the time. I truly appreciate my little Lola more than just about anyone.
I’m in a really shitty mood because some people like to be fucking pricks and ignore me but for some reason still pretend we’re friends and occasionally act like it and this cycle has been repeating for a year now. And then apparently get girlfriends and not at all mention this whatsoever? and then I find out and I’m OHHHHHH GUESS IT ALL MAKES SENSE YOU ASSHOLE
its not like my feelings have taken the wrong fucking turn and somehow come back and just kind of hit me out of left field these past few weeks or anything.