I wanna be skinny, like a cute tiny where I could wear my shorts and a belly shirt with no tank underneath. My life is now school, gym, homework, sleep. My life rulezz, only not at all. & I have the urge to play some beer ponngg, I’m dyin to kick everyone’s asses.
Sometimes when im laying in bed, in the darkness, I realize just how alone I am and wish that someone would care enough to fix that.
I love these times, waking up while everyone is still passed out in the house, sitting on my back porch smoking. All by myself, where I can just think freely. I can zone out, listen to depressing songs, and realize how much worse my life could be, but it’s not.
Sometimes I think why the fuck do I do certain things…and then I just have to realize its all leading me down a certain path in life & have different reasonings. Such a hard believer in fate and karma, damn did I fuck myself over this time.