October 2010
I don’t want to live.. but I don’t want to die.
I'm really happy today. c:
Anonymous asked: I'M SICK TOO LMFAO.
Anonymous asked: hii suhbreenuh. C:
how are you todaay?
how are you todaay?
I'm not here to fucking please you.
I’m not here, to listen to your complaints about my weight. My scars. My Hair. My Makeup. My life.
I’m not here, to be judged by someone who’s only seen me in a hallway, across the street, in a classroom.
I’m not here, to be told that I’m not good enough. Never will be good enough. Never was or will be worth it.
I’m not here to care.
I am who I am, and I am proud.
I need some timee..
For myself you know? Lately I’ve been under alotta stress. Worrying about my projects and all that jazz. Fuck, I wish deadlines didn’t exist. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Funny how I vent about stupid deadlines on tumblr instead of working on them right now huh? Hahaa. Oh well.
I think I kinda just wanna escape. Leave this town, and just live. Just forget about everything that needs to be done....
Even the silence is louder than my screams.