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My dad was never in my life growing up. I only saw him on saturday and sunday when I was little because of his work schedule. My parents got a divorce so, of course I went with my mom. I see my dad once a week. He just canceled on me. Way to step up to the plate of being a parent. He doesn’t even pay my child support. My grandpa does. To add to all of this, my mom is never even at home. She’s usually at work. The times when she’s off, she’s out with her friends. I barely see my parents.

I could be kidnapped or even dead, and no one would know.

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me and my sister look nothing alike. how are we related? 
sdofihajdsghsadfg, can i just look like her instead? 
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I have so much shit to do today.

  • Write an outline for a speech.
  • Edit it.
  • Revise it. 
  • Make a Powerpoint for the speech.
  • Make notecards to read off of.
  • Clean.
  • Do laundry.

All I want to do right now is tan because it’s sooo nice outside. I’m too scared because my neighborhood is full of old people and across the street from me, there’s a house with 4 boys. Plus, the 13 year old has a shit load of his little friends over and they’re in the front yard playing basketball. I hope they can’t see in my house. I’m walking around in my swimsuit..YOLO.

#whitegirlproblems 

..i want to smoke my hookah too.. WAAAH! 

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I’m gonna try to be a better person. In June, I’m gonna run a 5k with my sister in Chicago. It’s a paint run (every half mile they throw a different color paint on you so you’re a rainbow when it’s done) so it’ll be fun. I’m gonna volunteer with her at this baseball fundraiser, and I’m going to try to be social again. I’m gonna actually try in school for the last 15 days. I don’t want to go back into that damn depression, so I need to do everything I can to keep myself busy and occupied. 

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i need to rant about this shit.

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Dear school nurse,

I didn’t fake that panic attack, considering I couldn’t stop shaking and my pulse rate was at 120 when the normal rate is 60. And my friend didn’t fake her allergy attack. She couldn’t breathe, that’s why she was crying. Did you go to school??

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had a nice little panic attack during school. the best therapy in the world is a steaming hot shower and a chai latte from starbucks, while the maine is blaring. 

tonight’s gonna be good. i get to forget about all this shit for atleast a few hours.  

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I’m done. 

He knew how much I liked him.

going to sleep.

goodnight. 

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I just want to find a guy who I can be my stupid self with. Is that so much to ask? 

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I just wanted to say thank you to all my followers. I love ya’ll. <3 

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my mom got me a stash box, 2 different pairs of plugs, insence, a necklace, and $50 for my birthday. 

i love herrr. <3

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I just realized I’ve been listening to The Backstreet Boys for about 10 minutes now, and I’ve been singing along.. I didn’t even realize it. 

——Bringing back my childhoood :3

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my aunt is making my sweet 16 cake at my house right now.

you know how you have to cut off some of the cake? yeah, i have a plate full of chocolate cake now.. i’m determined to eat it all. 

good bye new found skinniness. 

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