xosamixo2
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Samantha Jo Giordano ♥'s you ;D
yeah, i'm [single]
i have a best friennd -sara*
im the nicest person ever so talk to me
my birthday is [july 23]
i loove the color -pink*
im a cheerleader
im [15] years old
i love all of my friends with alll of my -♥*
if you wanna know more just comment and i will reply :D
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I guess this is growing up ;
tear stained pillows every night. Staring at yourself naked in the mirror.waiting for a text that will never come. wishing impossible things like, narrower thighs or pretty hair. it's a vicious cycle of being to scared to help anyone and being abandoned by everyone when they are the same. growing up is feeling self-conscious enough about yourself to break down crying in the school bathroom, and the horrible panicking that comes when you leave your eyeliner at home. When your parents are screaming at you about your grades, and screaming at you because you came home drunk, and screaming at you because they hate your friends, and you can't do anything right. I don't think i'll ever know if it's just me passing time like this, so painfully, or if i am just crying over something everyone else can be so brave about
I guess this is growing up ;
tear stained pillows every night. Staring at yourself naked in the mirror.waiting for a text that will never come. wishing impossible things like, narrower thighs or pretty hair. it's a vicious cycle of being to scared to help anyone and being abandoned by everyone when they are the same. growing up is feeling self-conscious enough about yourself to break down crying in the school bathroom, and the horrible panicking that comes when you leave your eyeliner at home. When your parents are screaming at you about your grades, and screaming at you because you came home drunk, and screaming at you because they hate your friends, and you can't do anything right. I don't think i'll ever know if it's just me passing time like this, so painfully, or if i am just crying over something everyone else can be so brave about