pinkypromise_xo

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I'm real, but my smile is fake.
I'm a very trustworthy person, But I trust no one.
I always give my friends advice, but I'm too afraid to follow it myself.
I'm always there for my friends, but no one is ever there for me.
I miss being 4, but I hate being treated like a child.
I smile & laugh all the time, but I break down at night, & don't tell anyone.
I trust strangers with my problems more than my friends.
I sleep with a stuffed animal.
If I stay in my town for too long, I start to lose it.
My older sister acts more of a 5 year old then anyone. & I wouldn't want to have it any other way.

Quotes by pinkypromise_xo

I think
I'm falling for my best friend.


 

































the other day,





























  I was teaching a little girl at gymnastics. she's about 5. her name is Sienna. she was on the














trampoline, doing some jumps. when she came over to me so I could help her get off, she














jumped into my arms, hugged me, and said "you are beautiful I love you Miss Marina!"









easily made my day.





 









 

& if you ever get a new girlfriend,
this is for her:

He's wonderful. but you'll learn some things about him.
he's not the best texter in the world, but when you two hang out, it will be the best time of your life.
if your hanging out with a group, he likes his space.
his mom gets on his nerves a lot, so just let him know he's not alone, and that you're there for him.
his family is the best thing ever.
his mom will be your best friend.
his sister will love you and will be there for you if you need it.
he loves his cousins. & he has a pretty big family.
if you're worried about something, talk to him about it, even if it seems like he's not good at talking. talk about it before it gets bad.
he loves the phillies  & the Eagles.
his dog is everything to him
his house is unique, and you'll always have fun when you go over.
he's not always good with words, but just be careful, and make sure you can tell when everythings good, and somethings up.
he gives amazing hugs.
he's a good kisser.
just be his best friend.



and don't let him get away.♥

I already made that mistake.


i'm a teenage girl.
          
I hate the fact that I need to be quiet about how I feel around all of my friends. the fact that I need to keep a busy schedule, just so I won't think too much. when I get depressed, I can't tell my friends, because they won't care, and think I'm pathetic. how my mom badgers me about money every chance she gets. how I'm always the bad guy, and the only person capable of not saying anything when I just want to punch them in the face just because I don't want to start drama. how my face is pimply. how I'm underweight. how I'm judged every day for no reason. how I had to fake a smile for 6 months, and not tell anyone that I wanted to run away. how when I try my best, it's still never good enough. it's really not easy at all,  being a teenage girl.






I'm just so beyond done
w  h e n   I   s a y   o n e   t h i n g   a b o u t   h o w   I   f e e l ,   

I   s u d d e n l y   t u r n

 p a t h e t i c .

 a n n o y i n g .
 
w a n t i n g   a t t e n t i o n .

 w e i r d .
 
&   t h e   w o r s t   p a r t   i s ,  
 
m y   f r i e n d s   t h i n k   t h i s   o f   m e .
 
b u t   i t ' s   p e r f e c t l y   n o r m a l   f o r   t h e m   t o  

h a v e   f e e l i n g s .



 


I just don't care anymore.
I'm done fighting back. i don't care if you're my friend, I'm not explaining myself to you. it just proves you don't get it, and you never will.



Breaking down is scary.


all at once, everything starts storming through your head. and you can't stop it. you know it's coming, so you push as hard as you can not to start crying. but then it all hits you. you have just enough energy to get up real quick, shut your door and turn off the lights, and turn your tv up loud, because you can't handle listening to music you can relate to right now. then you fall. you feel lost. broken. you can't stand up, you can't see, and your stomach feels like it's gonna fall out. your trying to grasp on to something to keep you from falling apart anymore. you can feel the tears roll down your cheeks like a waterfall. those veins in your forhead are throbbing. your nose is all stuffy, so you can't breathe because you can't stop crying. then after you stand up, your literally holding yourself together with your arms crossing eachother over your stomach. you wobble to the mirror and don't know what your looking at. that girl used to be all happy, and pretty. now she looks miserable and ugly. she's weak now. she doesn't want to be though. she tries hard to say "relax, sweetheart, it's okay." you stopped crying now, but the pain is still in your eyes. you tear up a little, but you tell yourself no. your head is pounding, and you still can't see clearly. you feel like you failed. so you roll up into bed, under the covers and fall asleep, even if it's mid day. because you have had enough of reality for one day.


 






tonight was my little cousins birthday party.


it was just all of my aunts and uncles all hanging out,

and my cousins. I don't see these relatives a lot, but

the entire time they we're telling me how sweet,


thoughtful and cute I am, and how they like me a lot

because of how mature I am to most kids.


 

I was starting to think no one appreciated how I always try to do the right thing.