Can you guys let me know if this is an ok yearbook picture? I’m debating on it!3
this has kind of turned into my personal blog, with a few funny posts here and there
if you want more reblogged, less personal, more generic posts, i made a new tumblr:
Here are my goals for this summer:
Because being my delusional self, I feel that if I write them down, I might actually achieve them.
- Lose at least 20-30 pounds because I need to feel healthier.
- Read all the books I’ve been putting off
- Feel happy about my appearance
- Treat myself to a few spa days
- Only socialize with people who make me happy
- Write a book
- Work my ass off
- Get my driver’s license
- Make someone smile
- Visit colleges
- Spend more time with my grandparents
- Make enough money to pay off the credit card that I used to redo my room
- Have a fantastic 17th birthday
- Believe in myself
- Stop worrying about other people and focus on myself because you can’t please everyone
- Be myself. Like the real me. The me that I want to be.
I was just looking at pictures that people took of me at my dad’s 50th party.
I never realized how truly disgusting I looked until I saw it through someone else’s photos.
Seriously, who the fuck let me out of the house.
I’m truly disgusted.0
I really like you, like I really do… But the fact that you’re an asshole and you only hangout with me when no one else will hangout with you, and you talk about me behind my back, and we’re barely even friends anymore makes me not want to like you, like I really don’t want to.0
I’m just so angry and frustrated with everyone and their infinite stupidity and selfishness.
Is that wrong?4
The saddest part is that i’m not sure if i’m even angry. I am upset. But I just feel disappointed because I guess I had thought that you changed for the better, not the worse. My mistake.
I just don’t understand anything anymore, but why should I?
I’m one mere drop of chlorine in the pool of people that we call Earth.
So who am I, who am I, to understand anything?
I’m no one.
I don’t understand because I don’t have to, my single life on this planet will be meaningless to everyone except a select few.
I don’t have to understand anything because there’s nothing I am capable of doing with that information.
So I guess it’s better off not knowing at all.0
what if i was pretty
and people liked me
like how different would my life be?
stalking people on facebook and just looking at my computer like:
Remember when you liked me?
Can you do that again please?3
When I was little I used to love going to the beach. I loved the ocean more than anything. I was always convinced I was a mermaid… or at least part dolphin. I could spend hours in the water, in the sand, building castles, collecting sea shells, looking out at the horizon for a glimpse of a dolphin, a shark, something! Spending 12 hours at the beach, in the sun, with my family. It was magical. It was my favorite place to be.
I still love the beach, and the ocean too. But instead of it being a place for me to be carefree and have fun, it’s a place for me to feel insecure and be judged.
I hate how growing up ruined the magic,
I hate how growing up ruined me,
I hate how society ruined the ocean,
I hate how society ruined me,
but most of all,
I hate how I ruined myself.4
guys i was afraid while watching the movie prom night
but it’s scary ok
the teacher like murders everyone the girl loves and is all fucking creepy about it
i’m a wimp ok1
There are reasons why stereotypes exist. To be honest, 90% of the time they are accurate. It’s your own damn fault if you fall into one of those stereotypes.2
The problem with missing people is that sometimes they can be right there with you, and yet you still miss them. You long for how things used to be and resent the way they’ve changed, and the way you’ve changed. Meanwhile, they’re just standing there clueless, not noticing the amount of heartache you’re putting yourself through.1
reblogging shit isn’t going to cure cancer or stop people from killing other people or animals.
donate money or sign a petition or something
your blog isn’t going to save the world4