"Cheer up!" No. "Don't be such a downer." Bite me. "You're bringing me down." F*ck you! "You can't just get like this every time any little thing happens." Go to hell. Seriously. What? I can't express the fact that I'm not exactly a ray of sunshine every single day? I don't need a seal of approval of WHEN … Continue reading I’m allowed to be f*cking sad →