January 2011
2010: Your resolution.
-speak:
In 2011, I am determined to prove everyone wrong.
To everyone who’s ever told me that I can’t do it, that I’ll end up failing, that I’ll just screw it all up in the end, I’m going to prove them wrong.
I will get back in school, and I will do fantastic.
I will face my fears. I will come to terms with what has happened to me and I will get better.
I will not let my mom bring me down. I...
“This is to 2011.
In 2010 I made mistakes. Met lots of bitches & assholes....”
– (via shmandie)
December 2010
She found my weed in the car and thanked me for...
so no one has invited me out for tonight and i...
drowninmisery:
I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every...
battleofthepassages:
If you could reblog this,
-speak:
Phylicia Barnes Age: 16 Missing since Tuesday afternoon, December 28th, 2010 Last seen in Baltimore, MD visiting her father. She was last seen wearing a navy blue pea coat with a hood, turquoise thermal shirt, blue jeans, white slippers or boots and a caramel colored purse. If you have information on Phylicia’s location or well-being please call the Baltimore police at 443-984-7385. ...
dear DALLAS (purplecheetos)
ftskimberly:
i would like to inform you, that boise state university has offered me a scholarship for long jump in track. it is freaking crazy but it so FAR away like 2,900 miles far. i might be visiting idaho to see what they have to offer.
I passed out earlier and it was weird. It wasn’t like a blackout like I usually see, it was more like a really fast paced dream.
It’s surprisingly easy to promise myself that next year, let alone tomorrow will be different or better. To be honest, I never keep my promises. Actions speak louder than words, but I’m intimidated by commitment.
I used to be fat is about to come on. What do you...
okay i'm gonna go try to go to sleep. i'm making...
my laughter just turned into me humming "Deck The...
hahahahahahmmm hmm hm hm hm hmm hmm hmm hmm fa la la la la la la la la
Mood: Apathetic.
fornoapparentreason:
What’s that from?
Dear Diary,
Mood: Apathetic.
I’m an emo kid~
Watchfreakin. adorable.
Me: I'm really overwhelmed right now
Malia: Really
Me: My best friend's moving to Florida on Sunday
Malia: I'm not moving.
Me: Rusheen.
Malia: My name's Malia.
My sophomore year, I had a boy tell me that I was beautiful. He quickly corrected himself and told me that I was cute, not beautiful. Cute. So what did I do wrong? I really want to know, why am I cute and not beautiful? and compared to who? Today I read in a magazine that Jennifer Aniston is cute, but Angelina Jolie is beautiful. Miley Cyrus is cute, while Taylor Swift is beautiful. What makes me...
Also, anytime I make a resolution for myself (the any kind of the year- habit changing kind) my mom’s all down my back when she finds out about it. If I say something and she sees me doing otherwise she makes a big commotion about it. It’s my fucking life. Let me live it, and let me make mistakes. I don’t need someone nagging me about something that is my decision. I could talk...
I always tell myself I’m not stupid about boys. I just came to the sad realization that I’ve been off-and-on waiting for one boy for about a year now and it’s just a waste of my life. The sad thing is, he’s not even here anymore. He’s not even making any promises, I’m just waiting like a stupid bitch. I sit and watch as his life fluctuates from bad to worse to...
Imagine if somebody actually liked me.
lovewillalwaystearusapart:
I hate when people are like "You laugh too much."
It’s like BITCH AREN’T I ALLOWED TO FUCKING LAUGH?!
and then I remember that laughing is good for your health and I’m gonna live longer than that motherfucker.
