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so much but I think that I am going to put this blog to bed. I think I’m done with it even though I love it so much it’s just not worth it. I’m going to make a new one that I can have by myself.

That awkward moment when you find the perfect flawless prom dress that fits the theme wonderfully and it’s basically like heaven because its the first one you tried on… And your mom says you can’t buy it because your dress was that same price last year… Well shit if you told me that I wouldn’t have spent that much last year!!!! -deepdepression …

Why can’t you just tell the truth. I wish you wouldn’t get my hopes up.

Of what you really see in me. Of what really matters. And you dont remember. The problem is you do and I guess it hurts me, but what I take from this is that it’s not my fault were not friends its that you cant see through dreams. You can’t see past what you want it the moment and so I won’t let that hurt me.

My tattoo cost me $65 but I got my money’s worth because I’ll wear it everyday!

That awkward moment when you feel uninvited

Why am I confused. I shouldn’t be everything is the way I “want it.” I just don’t know if I made the right choices or will…

Why don’t you treat me right,
The conversation we had last night.
You make me cry,
Are you sure you want me die.
You say you want the best for me,
Is that true or am I just a mockery.
It’s not funny when you hurt,
I’m left alone in the dirt.
Because I can’t talk to anyone it only brings drama.
I would rather live without this trauma.

I spend so much time in the mirror tugging, pulling, and sucking into the shapes that I want to be… It’s not healthy.

I totally love my black hair!!!

My thoughts have changed. My mind has changed. My attitude has changed. There is no leeway.

I wish I could do something that people thought I was great at. Just one thing..