
dont judge me. I have enough of that in real life. let me be me.

dont judge me. I have enough of that in real life. let me be me.

it really does work. i dont care. lifes a little less painful. not any better. but less painful
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People say I’m one of the happiest person they’ve met. They say my cheerfullness makes their day.
Its kinda funny.
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seriously. Lets call him..Jae. His name isn’t Jae btw.
He’s asian. Like me. He has glasses, shaggy black hair, kinda twiggy guy, a gay sounding voice, which sounds really soothing once you get used to it tbh. He’s really mean. Calls me ugly on a daily basis, and complains and talks crap about people a lot. He’s smart. Cocky. Doesn’t give a crap about me. Only comes to me when he needs something. We used to date. He’s my ex. I had to breakup with him. He’s not a good Christian. He cusses like crazy, he flirts like crazy. Ugh thinking about him makes me annoyed. And sad. Wish he was talking to me right now..
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I think alot. Im constantly over thinking every situation. Creating moments where I die. Where im actually loved. Where he likes me back. Where my life is good.
Its always talking about random crap, it gives me a headache. Its messy up there, Im so disorganized. I have to get myself together.
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Ranks are coming out. If mine isn’t in the top 10% I have to change schools.
You’d think I’d be sad about that, but I think Im actually happy.
I can start over.