Sigh, i’m not a booty call. I have feelings. I want to have fun, but I don’t want commitment. Just don’t put a label on us so you have excuse to hit me up in the middle of the night for whoknowswhat. I shouldn’t be phased by this because I barely know you, but I want to know you. Maybe you’re confused. Maybe you’re not over your ex fiance. Maybe you don’t want to date. Maybe you’re a man whore. And once again, I’m lying to myself and telling everyone you’re different. Which you’re not. 

Or maybe this is all my fault. Maybe it’s just me tired of being alone. These guys …. they don’t want to get to know me. Who am I kidding.

Forever a rebel child.

Sorry mom and dad. 

Breakin rules since ‘94 

Somehow being good just don’t feel right

I used to be so depressed before. I’d cry myself to sleep and think about not living.

Crazy how things change. I love life now & I would never go back. I’m content.

Self esteem = none.
Stress = too much.

Back to old habits & I aint proud of it but fuck it, I don’t know how to deal anymore.

Can someone change my description for me.

Apparently i’m still a senior in highschool & I’m still a disneyland pass holder.

I definitely wish the second part was true )’:

I’m bored & apparently have no friends so after like how many months im typing this useless post that nobody gives a single fuck about.

I kinda thought college would be more exciting, meh.

(Source: fuckmegently, via nyruh)

lol omg i haven’t been on Tumblr since graduation 

hihihi

everyone hates me 

byebyebye

All I can say is today is one of the best days of my life. 

To all of the C/O 2012 Graduates, CONGRATULATIONS! WE DID IT!

$WAG OVERLOAD.