It’s kind of sad how people go all out to block you on Facebook, Instagram, and Tumblr. Like honestly, why? Do you think I lose sleep at night over not being able to see your shit? No. I’m too happy with what’s going on in my life to give two shits about you.
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I’m fucking sick of all the anon bullshit I receive.
Here’s a bit of information for you, twat: My boyfriend is a real man, k? I don’t know what your definition of a man is, but when I think of real men, I think of the guys who put their woman first, who treat them like a princess, who’d do anything for them, who would do nothing to hurt them, etc. That is him.
And when did I say that I’m in love because we have sex? No. Never did I say that I was in love. Yes, I care about him a lot. And I can see myself falling madly in love with him. But it hasn’t gotten to that point yet.
So you know what, fuck off you fucking cunt. Mind your own fucking business and let me be happy. I am so happy with him and I love the relationship we have. I don’t need you assuming you know shit about us or how I’m feeling.

