i started in the summer, it seemed legit.
I like my friends, well.. most of them. some may stab in the back, piss me off, or just don’t do anything wrong. they’re still my friends. over the years in highschool, theres been so many changes with friends. drifted apart with bestfriends and old friends, met new friends, and rekindled friendships with old. but hey, its senior year. fuck the drama. im down for all my friends. except the cunty bitches who are stupid. >< haha.
im from San Diego <3
in my bag, you’d ALWAYS find a tube that looks like lotion but is actually petroleum jelly. i don’t use chapstick because i tend to lose them and having the tube of petroleum jelly, or vaseline it doesnt run out for months and i never misplace it. :)
i know right, thats what i was saying! ALWAYS tryna put up a front, or trying to make a point. just because i reply to the shit people say doesn’t mean it gets to me. its just a fucking reply! gah.
i have 2,062 followers.
im getting annoyed with my posts starting to be just questions/conversations from tumblr ask.
well, not everyone has the same train of thought. ignoring can also mean you DO care, but don’t wanna show it. if they really got to me, then i would’ve broke down and cry or be completely angry. and i’ve not done one of those, so therefore your assumption is negative!
i am relaxed, and theres no crime in replying. a reply is just a reply.
oh well thank you!
big thighs = muscle, and big thighs = not fucking anorexic bitch :) stop tryna bring me down, because it wont work.
haha, well thanks. :p i don’t care if people think im cute or ugly. i care about my happiness :) hehe.
thanks for pointing that out and i care because? i bet your not all that cute yourself. :)
hm, im afraid things wouldn’t be the same anymore and you wouldn’t want to trust me anymore or something. even if its not bad, im scared to do anything to ruin everything.
Day 23- Something you crave for a lot
Chocolate lava cake.
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
I hope you do better and achieve everything you want to achieve.
Day 24- A letter to your parents
thanks for having me.