(via alllyourburdens)
my moms social life is way better then mine.
i havent been in with a group of friends in years,
im such a loser now..
I try, everyday to keep pushing through this bullshit lifestyle.
Everyday i think about my whole entire life and what its come to now,
everyday i imagine how different id be if i wasnt so fucking scarred.
Everyday i wish i could live my life without anxiety.. i cant even dress the way i used to now because i feel completely out of place in my own clothes. Everyday i wish i could go out and have fun like i used to, but im so akward and weird now. Everyday i wish someone was there when i was younger to save me, everyday i wish my father would die, everyday i wish i didnt live in this town, everyday i wish i didnt leave scotia but at the same time im soooo glad i did. Everyday i wonder why all this horrible stuff has happend to me and why i was always surrounded with MEAN people : /
Everyday i dont understand how i still smile and am sooo nice to everyone i encounter.
Nothing makes sense to me, i try to justify it all in a million ways but in the end all i end up with is its fucking life and im just fucked and no one gives a shit so i might as well get by.
awww i was just thinking about buying this paddle today ? hmm maybe its a signSeize the m0ment on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/18363931
But im totalllyyy looking forward to coming on here more, seeing as i have no life outside of my bedroom anymore lol.