I’m almost free from all ties.
Watch me flourish, watch me blossom.
I’m going to bloom into something greater than anyone can imagine.
Theres a reason no one quite understands my persona.
I hate boys.
Stop confusing me.
I feel rejected.
The longer i dont wash my hair, the sweeter it looks. That might be gross but for real…day three and its looking sweet as fuck.
Sometimes you just have to go out of your way to verbally let people know they’re loved, or cared about in some way.
Key to building successful, and sincere relationships
.a lot of thoughts.
.a lot of emotions.
.a lot of confusion.
.a lot of uneasiness.
.a lot of things.
I’m learning how to deal with it through being an optimist.
I just want my sunshine back somehow.
Well run away one day soon
I hate myself and I feel trapped and sad.