i care too much about what people think,
my hair never goes the way i want it to,
my family is dysfunctional.
everyone whos ever cared, left.
i trust no one,
but i forgive way too easy.
someday; i hope i can be truely happy.
i've been called every shitty word there is; it hurts worse every time.
my name is jacque
& some day, i'll leave this town.
i am in love with a boy who is absolutely perfect for me, no matter what others think.
•you are beautiful•dont let anyone tell you differently•
You know sometimes I just lay there
in my bed.
and all these past memories rush into my head.
There is nothing I can do about it,
So i just lay there with tears in my eyes, silently crying.
I don't want people to see me like this. I don't want
people to see how vulnerable I am.
People tend to take advantage of your insecurities and
weaknesses.
The past memories wont ever disappear and I have accepted
that.
I have accepted my past, but does it mean it'll hurt less?
no.
It will always hurt.
hi.
i'm a boy. heres how it goes.
im gunna flirt with you,
then diss you.
i'll send you mixed messages, hit on your
friends, lie to you.
then i will lead you on,
so you'll fall for me.
i'll make you happy for a night,
but tomorrow i'll completely ignore you.
you'll be the one i turn to when i need a confidence
boost.
know the best part?
you cant do anything about it.
because you love me.
and you don't want to lose me.
ha