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Smokey eyes - lincoln

 So, im not really sure what to post about, usually i just start by writing smth and the rest just happens bc its where my mind goes. I questioned my friendship with my best friend again, and im awaiting an argument with my other because either its just a natural step to becoming closer friends, or its how our relationship will end. Either way, im waiting. I had a dream last night where me and my cousin had a conversation about video games and i earned his respect but then i immediately lost it by accidentally breaking one of his video games. My plants are doing really fucking well, but im concerned bc i need to thin them out asap but i dont want them to die if the last frost hasnt passed Also i dont know how to take care of plants tbh. I dont want to be here... Im so tired, but i know im fine, im just drained bc ive been socializing and then also arguing with my bsf, and my other sorta half friend was being nosy, and caffiene just isnt working. Also ive trying to be productive, an...

well, fuck.

(Disclaimor: i ran this by chatGPT for spelling, puncuation, and gramatical errors, and to make it so its paced better. And that even though i reread it, and know it changed something and i didnt like it, but dont remember what it was and cant find it again to fix it, i still posted this.) I worry I sound kinda bonkers sometimes. It’s not totally inconceivable that maybe I just am a little off my rockers, but who cares? I’ll tell you who cares: me! I care! Billie cares! I saw a post on Snapchat Spotlight the other day that said “that one person who always follows your friend group around,” and the sound was basically screaming “stop!” There was a comment that said “fr, she thinks people like her,” and another that said “he talks to himself.” (I’m paraphrasing.) Here’s the thing—I was probably that person. I used to follow my best friend around like a lost puppy. She always had other friends, and I was just tagging along in the back being quiet. And I felt stupid as fuck. When I get anx...

Not helping

 Uggggghhhhhh... ok so for some reason i cant leave comments on my own posts, so i just wanted to say, i appreciate feedback, im very new to this, and havent had many viewers, but the only comment ive gotten so far was not at all constructive, so if youre gonna say negative things, thats fine, but please explain so i actually have the chance to improve. But yes, i understand that probably their goal wasnt to be helpful.

6 strings and a pick

Sooo, a while back i started learning guitar. I may only know like 15 basic chords and like three barre chords, and dont remember any if the songs ive learned, but does it really matter? I mean, the only reason i still use my guitar is to make loud noise at this point and i can do that whether it sounds good or not. I mean i do. A lot. Its basically a fidgit toy at this point. But then again its also my unatainable life goal to be in a garage band. The problem with that is i dont like people, public performance, or own decent instruments except for the acoustic guitar i bought in fourth grade after saving up for like a year.  My rich grandpa gave us each like 100 bucks every christmas, plus my grandma, grandpa, dad, mom, and maybe my aunt but i cant remember, each gave me between 10 and 20 dollars for my birthday a few months later, and i scammed the fuck out of my siblings by buying snacks with the ebt card and selling them back so they didnt have to walk to the store, so it wasnt...
Guys how the hell do i read other peoples blogs

Not really a blog

 I just gotta say two things real quick: 1. Drew gooden is so so underated as a comentary youtuber, like danny's awesome, but drew is better. And 2. Im having a lot of fun writing these, no ones read any yet, but you guys (asin my future fans) are like my diary, but the kind that will hopefully be mean as hell to you about all the bullshit you spout. Love you guys, or at least im sure you have the potential to be loved <3 - Billie, or bill, or whatever, its not my real name, call me what you want.

And then i woke up

 Im not sure why i named this post "and then i woke up" as that has nothing to do with what im gonna be talking about probably, although i cant say that with complete certainty as i also dont have a plan for what ill be talking about... Fair warning, if youre a fan of star vs. The forces of evil, or the amazing world of gumball, but you havent gotten that far into it, this post does contain spoilers. Im gonna start by saying that i really really like that tom and marco become friends in star vs. The forces of evil, i think thats really cool and sweet, #bestfriends <3 But i hate that star and marco end up dating. I find it a little annoying that shows always have to make friends who are the opposite gender date. Like marco had jackie, star had tom, but noooo, they just had to end up together because... i dunno. Theyre a boy and a girl who are best friends, and  guess thats just not possible? I know it was hinted at throughout the entire show, its not like its new, but like....

Little Wins

 Today, i contemplated taking a risk for once. Didnt take any. Just thought about it. I couldnt think of any to take. I was at home all day, i tried to start a fire with my brother out of sticks bc hes trying to learn how to survive in the wild which got me thinking about the apocolypse. Particularly a zombie apocolypse because i watch way too much tv. Ive decided i think rich people who can afford good security and resources would survive for a minute until electricity was no longer a given, and money became worthless, and they wouldnt have the survival skills beyond that. Probably hunters, and farmers, people who know how to live off the land and own guns would survive the longest. People in the medical industry, who have access to medicine and tranquilizers and speed (yknow, for the night shifts) might be able to last a while. I think people who live in cities wouldnt last long on average because high population, and few natural resources just dont seem like a good combination t...

Hello. Im not who i say i am.

Just to kick things off, id like to say my name isnt actually Billie Bitchless–but wouldnt it be unfortunate (though accurate) if my last name were in fact Bitchless? But no, it isnt. Lucky me. I wont be sharing my real name, as that shouldnt be of any relevence to you creeps. I will however tell you this... nothing i say will really be of any relevence to you unless you find it relatable in which case, much like me, you probably either hate yourself, or the world you live in. So have fun reading my unpunctuates rants about it dumbfucks! 🖕🖕🖕 (im not this disrespectful in real life, but you shouldnt be getting hurt over something so totally impersonal, fake, and that you can access using a url.) Bitchless forever, Bill <3