I hate lying to my friends saying,
chinkymonster: ”I’m okay. I’m fine. Nothing is bothering me.” with a smile. I hate holding my tears in, when I want them to come out. I hate hiding my feelings when I want to express them out, but I feel like if I tell them what I’m feeling. They would say the same exact thing and it wouldn’t help me get through them or I would feel like they wouldn’t care. But I know they do. It’s hard now,...
denyselfandfollowchrist: ayoxannna: doesn’t mean you go out and do stupid stuff. It means take the chances of doing something amazing and that can change the world we live in. Something that will last forever, not doing sex and stuff. Seriously, be mature.
me at school
me: what the fuck is this
me: what the fuck is that
me: when the fuck will i ever need to know this
me: why the fuck do these people walk at glacial paces
me: who the fuck assigned my locker as the official gathering place
me: when the fuck did the teacher assign that
me: why the fuck did i take this course
me: when the fuck is lunch