I’m the girl that when people talk about me they’ll be like… ehh she’s not that pretty. :/ why can’t i be pretty? bleh i hate it when people are like, no you’re beautiful. cause im just like, niggah shutup, you just looking for a nice way to say, why yes, yes you are hideous.
He’s smiling. He’s proud of himself.
He’s saying “Look at me, that’s right, I’m balancing myself on this little stub of a branch. I am as majestic as a bird on its perch.”
look at this smug little banana bread
this bear is smirking
yes
What a fab bear
Two of my best friends told me today that i’m really good at keeping in touch and staying friends with people over the years.
but honestly, i think its more that i cling onto what i had with them before. because in actuality i dont have that many friends.
i live life acting like time hasn’t passed so much, i act as if things haven’t changed. quite simply because i dont want it to. i never wanted it to. i never wanted to face the fact that time brings people apart.
because i hate the feeling of losing people for no reason. and time is a stupid reason to fall away from someone.
i need to stop talking to people. it hurts. so basically the only time we will ever talk is if we meet each other in person. no texting, no calling, no facebook chatting, anything. im sick of nearly all of you people who find it totally acceptable to talk to me whenever you feel like it and just leave. if only you could see what you’re doing to me because i swear i wasn’t like this before. im a monster and its because of you people.
