ilovepeoplethatfollowtheirheart

idk just the charmin toilet paper commericals with the bears make me really uncomfortable.

crying does not mean you're weak.
it means you are strong enough to face what you're feeling,
and be able stop crying.
❤

WE'LL GET HIM FALLING FOR A STRANGER, A PLAYER\\
SINGING I LA-LA-LOVE YOU❣

{AT LEAST I THINK  I DO}♡

leggings are pants and if you think leggings aren't pants it's probably because you are mad that you don't look good in them.
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i was just walking down the hallway and i hear my dad say
"cooper get out of the pantry and stop eating the bread"
and now i'm really confused because cooper is our dog

girls need to stop focusing on being "skinny".
they need to focus on being "healthy".

razors are meant for shaving.
pills are meant to help sick people feel better.
ropes are meant to tie things together.
and i am meant to be happy.

sometimes i just feel like breaking down.
i just feel so awkward. and lonely. and i don't mean that like "oh i'm an awkward potato" way. i mean it. i feel like i don't have friends. but i do. and i'm even pretty popular at my school.
i can be surrounded by friends, yet feel like none of them really like me, and just think i'm so annoying.
i feel like maybe, i'll be that one person who truly does end up "forever alone". i'll never get skinny, even though i'm trying really hard.
i feel like i can't be myself around most of my friends because they have different views on gay rights and politics and things like that and i worry they'll think i'm a freak if i say something.
and i keep comparing myself to them. and i can't stop. to how skinny or tan or straight their hair is. and it's this freaking school. last year? i loved my curly hair. i didn't mind that i was pale. now? i get upset when my hair doesn't perfectly straighten after frying it for an hour, and i get upset when i know that i'll never get that summer tan.
i feel like everybody's watching my every move, from the way i'm holding my bag to the way i sit in class.
i feel like i'm not pretty.
even though for a while i did.
not smart.
even though i get all a's.
i get these bursts of confidence for a month maybe,
but in a matter of minutes they can come crashing down.
just since i logged in witty and started reading quotes, it made me feel awful. and i don't even know why.
and just one small thing happened today, and it was really nothing.
i just feel really sad right now.
i just feel so different.
like i don't belong here.

but the worst part is? all of this started because i started thinking about how my crush said something that might possibly mean he doesn't like me, but if i was thinking clearly i would think that he was just denying it infront of people, just like i did.

i'm sorry. that was boring. i just had to get it out. i had to write it down. even if no one reads it. i had to. i love you guys. i don't know why. i don't even have a bunch of followers. it's just one of those days where you get really sad. and kind of feel like giving up even though you aren't even depressed. thank you if you read all of this. i love you. and you are all beautiful.

 

      >>>>>>>>>or heartbreak in general?

  You never really  get over  it./////////////
  Because it could have happened over a year ago,
  but one day, you'll be perfectly fine, and something makes you think of them.
 Or nothing at all makes you think of them.++++
 You're just doing whatever, and they pop into your head.
 And maybe you just shed a tear, and get on with it.
 But sometimes it will leave you doubled over.
 Like someone just punched you in the stomach. 
 And you won't be able to talk, just choke back the tears.
 You'll start thinking of things you never really thought about before.|\|\|\|
 The chance you should've took to say goodbye one last time,
 about how much you loved them,
 or when you truly realize everything about them is gone.
 Wiped clean from the earth. Everything. But you take a deep breath. 
 You wipe the tears away. And walk on.
 Because you're supposed to be okay by now.
 You never get over it. 
 You just get used to it.