Ya know
foryourcatsideration:
I kind of wish people would stop suspecting things just because I can’t control when people comment on my photos, etc.
Even if I tell them not to, they’re still going to do it.
Bye.
And what about the shit you post? Does it mean nothing? The only thing you can ever come up with is “because I can”
Just got home.
foryourcatsideration:
Concert was amazing. Uploading pics in the morning. See ya guys then, nini.
Because going to a concert and taking pictures makes you amazing…absofuckinglutely
Okay.. I need to let it out.. I’m tired of being me. I’m tired of looking in the mirror and seeing ugly. I’m tired of looking in the mirror and thinking, fat fat fat fat fat. I’m tired of my insecurities limiting me from things.. I can’t even par-take in gym because of my insecurities. My body kills me. I can’t walk past guys without sucking in. i have to cover my stomache when i sit. When i eat i resent myself. I wish i could starve again, but i can’t. i wish i could eat in front of guys. i wish i could run in front of guys. i wish i could be myself in front of guys. these insecurities eat me away. and i hate it. i just want to feel beautiful.
lolilostafollower.
foryourcatsideration:
I lost about 1-3 every week.
Then they come back -.-
That makes about a lot of sense.
foryourcatsideration:
Figured I’d update you on my hair.
It’s rather pretty.
Rather? Don’t you mean extremely?
The courage to love truth is one of the preconditions to thinking critically.
Yay for the bow I got you