March 2012
I want to know, but I'm afraid to ask.
I Have 3 Different Personalities.
the one where I’m out-going and loud.
the one where I’m shy and quiet as fuck
the one where I hate everyone and every little thing bothers me.
Friend: Hey what's wrong? You seem quiet.
Mind: I'm insecure, I'm slacking in my classes, All my "friends" are fake, I'm restless and tired and hopeless. I dread getting out of bed in the morning. I start crying out of the blue, I'm worthless, hopeless, and I can't take it anymore. No one seems to notice though.
Me: *puts on a smile*Nothing, sorry just tired lately, no big deal.
Call a girl pretty: She'll probably smile.
Call a girl hot: She'll probably laugh.
Call a girl beautiful: She'll probably melt a little and die inside.
Ellen Degeneres for President.
I smile whenever I get a text from you.
The person I reblogged this from should know that...
Cramps r the worst. Stab me. -_-
I would text you right now
anxiousanita:
but I can tell that you’re not gonna keep a decent conversation with me. So I don’t know why I even text you first and you hardly say a few words to me.
