21. College. Natural Hair. Green. Summer. Cartoons. Lefty. Shy. Procrastinator. I <3 guys with dreads. Traveling. Twilight. Harry Potter. Sleeping. Vegetarian.
My blog is pretty random. A lot of the time I don't post or rebblog anything but I'm here reading & looking at other peoples stuff
how do you say ‘please talk to me more i crave your company’ to someone without sounding like a creep
I’m so in love with the idea of being in love. It’s scary. But this girl here is forever alone.
You’ve been stressing yourself out a lot lately. More than usual. It’s not good. Stop over thinking things and let it go. You know whenever this happens you get depressed and withdrawn. Its starting to seem like your doing it on purpose. Like you want to be hurt and hurt others. Be realistic. Stop wanting things you can’t have. Stop putting words or thoughts in people’s heads. If you want to know something then ask. You can’t be held responsible if people still lie to you when they have no need to. Either you trust them or you don’t. Don’t be half assed or fake. Stop being a pushover. If people don’t have your best interest at heart then get rid of them. Remember treat people you want to be treated, however don’t expect them to act the way you would react…Reason I say that is because you tend to react differently from most people. Your always in your emotions and feel like your a burden but you need to understand your not. Your a sensitive depressed anxious introvert. But that’s okay. Continue to just be you. Just go with the flow no matter how awkward it makes you seem. Keep ranting if you’d like. Or keep quiet. I like being quiet. Just don’t bite your tongue when you have something to say. Keep your business to yourself. Remember not everyone is your friend. Your self esteem is horrible. Work on that shit. Makes no sense for you to be so nervous about everything. And I mean everything. Stop crying about stupid things, and stop allowing yourself to be made a fool out of.
Love yourself 💚💚💚
This should be in my journal but it’s missing and I really don’t feel like searching for it right now since I’m already in bed.
Not even gonna re-read this. Goodnight.
sucks when you start to fall for a close friend you could never have
Story of my life.
Thanks, Frank Ocean, for reminding me that I’m forever alone.