I have reached that point in my life where everything I do is not good enough. I feel terrible. I see these beautiful girls and then there is me. Short, ugly, fat me ..
Have you ever thought that maybe the rain is the amount of tears we've cried?.
Love me the way I love you..
Happy. Omg haha I'm super happy today because my role model replied to me on Instagram (: For those who dont know.. My role model is @zoeygoesrawrr ..
Its been months since we called it off. You tried to get back together with me, but the damage had been done. I still love you. Im trying to move on. You were my summer fling. My first love.
What is perfection. Society has a view on perfection. You have a view on perfection. I have a view on perfection. My view on perfection Is everything But me.
My friend, I know you want to help. I appreciate the help. But I'm a big girl I've gone through many situations like this one I have been played Led on And hurt. I fall easily.
Im disappointed. I was hoping for you to make me feel perfect. Like the only girl in the world. Like a princess. I was ignored. I was left behind. Literally..
You swear you know what love feels like. He makes me smile. He makes me feel perfect. He makes me feel like a princess. He makes me laugh. He makes me. Me..
I enjoy being in a social networking site where people can actually write grammatically correct sentences..
Best friends are meant to be there for you. They are supposed to tell you everything. And now you like THAT and I had to find out on my own. You like the girl that hurt you. That manipulates people.
Endless dark sky ahead. Heading towards nowhere. The mumbling of families speaking. The whimpers of young children. My current surroundings. I tend to write better alone. When darkness is around.
I don't cut. There are no red lines on my wrists. There are scars in my heart. I cry. Daddy's little girl has turned to hate her father. I wasn't physically abused. But I was emotionally.
Im not a writer. So excuse my terrible writing. I can't write poems for which I cant rhyme. I have no creativity for stories. I just write what I'm feeling. My followers will truly know how I feel.
I was proud. I was happy. I was lovable. I was beautiful. I am disappointed. I am lonely. I am hateful. I am ugly. How can someone's feelings change at the snap of somebody's fingers.
Im not as happy as I seem. The smile is fake. I'm not happy with myself. I have nothing. Being loved isn't important. Loving yourself is. ~ Laurra.
My eyes were once bright brown. They are now dull. I don't recognize that girl in the mirror..