I do not own Twilight, nor do I wish to. Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer.


Two years ago I took my then longtime boyfriend to my family reunion. Big mistake. He ran off with my cousin and about tore half her fucking face off- and they're still together. No, really. But that's not even the worst bit- he took her and made some stupid-ass vigilante furry gang on a commune just out side of town. Way to make our reservation look non-batshit crazy

So now I live alone with my little bro, 'cause my dad died but no one gave a shit because on the same day some skinny-ass white bitch from town tried to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff when her boyfriend of two months left her. How pathetic is that?

God my life sucks.