Being as up tight with money as you are gets you nowhere. It’s called your first home. Moving out is never easy for anybody and you aren’t going to have lots of extra money for a long time. You have to make sacrifices like commuting, going out less and not doing things as much. That’s how it is for everyone. Stop being so stubborn and picky. KDJAKLDFJASLKDFJA.

I feel like this is the only safe place where I can get all of this out...

So...are you ready?
Fuck you, bitch. You're fucking pathetic. Your fucking trendy ass waltzing around. Pretending and lying to yourself that you aren't even really that fucking trendy at all. All of your excuses make me sick.
You sit around and criticize girls for being obsessive, dumb, crazy and fake, but that's really all you are. You fucking sit there and use cunt so god damn loosely and it makes me want to punch you in the fucking face. You're ignorant and act like you know fucking everything because you've had some hard ships. Guess what sweetie pie? So has the majority of the fucking planet. You aren't special, you've just been hanging around Pleasanton for way too long. You're really just a spoiled brat.
Grow the fuck up and deal with the fact that I did nothing to your relationship and you're really just a very insecure, selfish person. I guess you and your fucking boy toy can blame me for now, but give it a year or so and I will be long gone and the two of you will have to come to realize that you two are the only reasons for your problems. All I ever did was be there for my friend.
I wanted to be your friend in the first place, but you're just fucking stuck up.
You say that you're sick of my ignorant rants about you and that I don't know anything about you. Sure, you're right, but I don't rant about anything I don't know about. I do know that you sit there and fucking put me down and then deny it. I do know that you got all jealous that I was hanging out with the boy YOU broke up with and then posted all about me on your fucking Tumblr. I do know that you told your boyfriend that you didn't need a friend and you most certainly didn't want to be mine. I do know that your fucking boyfriend was crushed when you ended things with him and that I was the only person there for him. I do know that he blames it all on me now because it's just easier for him to hate me to get on your good side. I do know that you incessantly look at my Tumblr. I do know that you indirectly insult me all the fucking time. I have a fucking IP tracer you idiot. You and him are both so stupid.
Quit saying that oh ho ho you're 19 and too old for all this shit because you're the fucking one that started it all.
I. DID NOT. DO SHIT. TO YOU. GET THAT THROUGH YOU'RE FUCKING HEAD PLEASE.
I've had it with you and if I ever hear anything from you again, I WILL do something about it.
By the way, if I look like I do crank everyday, you look like a fucking beached whale mother fucker.
How does that one feel?
Fuck you, I'm so fucking done.