March 2012
I'm not the most prettiest girl out there.
My hair doesn’t work how I want it to. My skin isn’t flawless, I tend to make a lot of mistakes. My body will never be what you see in magazines. I don’t look like a Victoria’s Secret Angel, or those hot rod import models. I know I’m not as pretty as a bunch of other girls. I don’t cake my face. I don’t spend hours on my hair. I don’t dye it every other month. I have flaws. Many of them. I hope you can accept that and still think that’s beautiful.
How do you expect me to trust you?
Whenever I need you, you’re always out with your friends.
You're mine. If someone tries to take you, I'ma shoot them in the fucking ovaries.
I’m not relationship material. →
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I’m really not.
I tend to over try and put a lot effort in when I really shouldn’t.
I do things top notch for the other person but I get frustrated when things go wrong.
I’m easily jealous, especially if he has a girl best friend. I over think and get all these thoughts in my head.
I get worried when he’s out and hasn’t been responding to his text because I’m afraid for his safety.
Sometimes I can be clingy only because I care for them so much.
I mess up with my words a lot, and it’s really unintentionally though.
I don’t pour out my feelings to them so I just hold it in and keep it to myself. Which leads them being mad at me.
I don’t know.
I just fuck up every relationship/fling I have with people.
Dear Jennifer (: ,
DEAR JENNIFER c:
Idk you. LOOOL But we really should talk more. Oh, I like your blog too & frck yeo, you’re pretty.
Fight for me, I'll prove I'm worth your efforts.
You think it's easy?
You think it’s easy having to sit here for days, weeks, months even, thinking about how it used to be. You think it’s easy having to run into you and force a smile on my face and tell you I’m okay? No, it’s not easy. It’s harder than you think.
That disappointing feeling you get when you look forward to something, and it doesn't happen.
I'm keeping all my emotions in now.
So if I seem blunt to you, I’m sorry. I’m just done getting pushed around.
Three simple rules:
- If you don’t go after what you want, you’ll never have it.
- If you don’t ask, the answer will always be no.
- If you don’t step forward, you will always be in the same spot.
I hope this time, things will be different.
I can be the nicest person you'll ever meet, but I also can be the bitch you'd never dream of.
Did you ever care to think that I was thinking of you all this time?
I care for your happiness more than I care for mine.
I'm tired of all this drama these days
i just want to keep everything to myself and just let everything be..
If I killed myself right now, I wouldn't regret it one bit. I can't do it. I can't take getting up in the morning. I can't take facing school. I can't take the failing grades. I can't take the verbal abuse I get from my so called fucking friends. I don't even care if no one cares about me, I can't fucking do this. You could say the sweetest things to me in the world, and it wouldn't change a thing. This is inescapable. I don't wanna do it anymore, but I keep living, because it's a punishment. It's a punishment because I fail at even my own suicide attempt.
I constantly tell myself "I'm done" but then I find myself trying again.
Guys cry too.
I hate how girls think all guys are assholes. Not all guys are assholes. In a matter of fact, guys cry too. When a guy cries for a girl, that means he truly loves her. When a guy cries for a girl, that means he truly cares for her. When a guy cries for a girl, that means he wants you all to himself. When a guy cries for a girl, you know he’s a keeper.
