shit I fucking hate.
When you’re sleeping and someone decides to wake you up by pulling of your blanket and then they hide it so you have to get up and look for it. Fuck that shit .
I hate it when people don’t know their limits.
They don’t know when to shut up, they don’t know when to stop talking about something, they don’t know when to stop mentioning things, they don’t know when to stop joking around, they don’t know when to stop being aggressive, they don’t know when to stop being mean, they don’t know when to stop being annoying, or they don’t know when to stop being sarcastic. They think something unnecessary needs to be said.
