Every little thing brings back unwanted feelings.
It’s unfair, it really is.
The fact that even in my dreams, I can’t escape your daunting face.
It’s just not fair.
I’m pretty open to anyone who wants to talk. I mean unless you get really boring or I just get annoyed of you, then we probably won’t talk, but other than that, I’m a pretty easy person to get along with. I don’t care who you are or what you look like. If you actually do give in effort into talking to me, of course I’ll do the same back. I’m pretty open minded.
It’s as if my life is based on a Korean drama.
It’s officially summer and I’m done with high school..
I’m not sure how I feel lol
Studying for finals is torture, summer is right around the corner and that’s all I can think about.
I have a baby face and I hate it.
I had such a wonderful night at prom. Got to hangout and get to know some of my boyfriends friends a little more. The venue looked amazing. Although we had a lot of technical difficulties with timing and traffic the overall experience was great. Haha music was wack but every event has its flaws.
I wish I could graduate with my “real” class, the ones I actually grew up with and hung out with everyday. I have so many memories and I’m thankful for them. Graduating just doesn’t seem so special as I wish it was.
Cheers for graduating with people I barely know
Not everything is about you.
Realize that other people are struggling.
My grades are shit and I was so determined to study, but instead I’m contemplating on whether or not to sleep right now.
I can’t believe my high school career is finally coming to a end.
It’s seems too surreal but I’m so excited to leave and start a new chapter in my life.
You say you’re over her but your actions say you don’t.
Get your shit together and open your eyes.
I don’t understand why my feelings and your feelings are any different.
Such a huge stab in the heart. I thought things were getting better for myself and then here you are ruining it and putting me back to square one.
And you complain I never make the effort to keep in contact with you when I’m out and about..
Mhm okay dude.
I hate crying, but that’s all I seem to do lately when I’m stressed out.
Need a new outlet.
I can hardly breath. Fuck
You give me the worst headache whenever I talk to you.
Maybe I’m not the problem, ever consider that?
I just want to prove you all wrong.