JessicaRose*

Status: i am eeyore
Joined: November 8, 2011
Last Seen: 5 years
Birthday: January 11
user id: 235760
Location: Britain
Gender: F

Quotes by JessicaRose*

I keep things bottled up.

It's hard for me to tell someone how I really feel.
I'm scared of getting judged, and I most certainly don't want opinions of others thrown at me.
Sometimes I wish there was someone who'll listen,
but most of the time I feel like it's better to keep things to myself.
I mean, there's no one really left to trust.
There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.
 
And I know
you don't care for
your hips like
I do, and
I know you hate
your arms,
and your legs.
I know how
you dislike
your hair -
and how you
wish your eyes
were a different
colour. It
makes me sad to
know you hate
your smile,
and your laugh,
and the way
you curl up
into a ball
when you sleep.
And I know you
feel worthless;
but please
know that I
think you're
beautiful, and
that I love every
little thing you
could ever possibly
hate. Know that
I adore you
above all else.

 
this is a serious question how do you get a boy to like you when there's always someone better like why would anyone ever pick a raisin out of a bowl of chocolate chips this is literally my biggest concern in life
i am a raisin
I wonder if anyones ever actually had feelings for me, like got mad or upset over little things I did, and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis.
I feel like I'm the only one that ever cares about anyone and that nobody's ever felt that way for me.


i would do absolutely anything
right now to be able to snuggle up next to you, bury my head in your chest and interlock my fingers with yours~~~~~~~



Justin: Hi, I'm Justin Bieber. I paid $3 million to Haiti, seven million to Japan after the disaster, 100,000 to a school that lacked the resources, all the gains of selling my first perfume ($60 million) to a charity, I paid $300,000 for the treatment of cancer of my fans, and I visit sick children in the hospital. But just because I sing Baby, you hate me.




ED: Eating all that is making you-
Me: Healthy and happy, yes that's right, eating all this delicous food IS making me healthy and happy.
ED:No that's not what I-
Me:Be quiet now.
ED:But I'm your-
Me:Enemy? Yes, that is correct. You are my enemy, thanks for pointing that out.
ED:What is your problem these days?
Me:You actually. You are my problem.
ED:.........


why don't we just take the pain away already

I just don't understand how you could hurt me so bad and leave me with the painful memories and all the reasons not to live.