expectations of summer: going to the beach every day, water fights, parties, random day trips, barbecues
reality of summer: moving your laptop so that the sunlight doesn't reflect on the screen when you're trying to blog
Mom: What's wrong?
My mind: I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore.
My mind: The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends.
My mind: I'm constantly feeling alone.
My mind: I'm starting to look at myself different.
My mind: Nothing feels the same anymore.
My mind: I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do.
My mind: I haven't been eating that much and I'm hungry all the time.
My mind: I feel like no one cares about me.
My mind: I just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.
Me: Oh nothing I'm fine.
pretty girl: i'd rather be called beautiful then hot
me: i'll take what i can get
I can't understand teens nowadays.
wejussomemothafuckenkids: what their idea of a fun weekend is: mine: how they hangout with friends: how I hangout with friends: they sleep around: what I do with my time: I’m so respectful and good when I’m around adults I’m like: they’re like: their mom says “NO”, they react by doing this: If I did that my mother would do this: and my mother says I AM OUT OF CONTROL