Have faith in me.

And I have no real reason why. It’s just so much easier to hate you than to feel anyway else.  I don’t know what or how to feel and it’s just easier holding a grudge than actually talking. Talking would just lead to memories.

I smelled you on my shirt today.

well, of course the hardest part is letting go.

but you’ve got to or you know, 

You’ll end up waiting by the phone.

Could anything even go wrong right now? Like…Life is perfect.  I’m loving this.

I’ve been out to my parents for over 2 years and they still can’t get over it.  I am who I am, I’m tired of them preaching about how being different is okay to other people but the minute their daughter isn’t “normal” all Hell breaks loose.  I’m tired of it.  I wanted acceptance from them for so long, now I don’t give a FUCK, just please keep your nose out of my business and your mouth shut when you don’t approve of how I’m living MY life. It’s MY life. MINE. not yours.  If it was yours you’d be just as annoyed if not more than me, of how you’re looking at me like arrogant self-righteous, narrow-minded assholes.  I’m tired of it, and stop fucking telling me I should date boys. K. thanks. 

And fat. ew.

my life…sweet. Going to crawl in a hole now. kay baii. 

Hahahhaa. LIKE…WHAT? are you kidding me? Maybe not with all force but shit, honey I’m pretty intelligent. I’m pretty sure I could hold my own.  It’s not like i’ve been boxing for three years or anything…

yes? oh. okay. cool.