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That girl was me. Is me.

adeptvanguard:

 

You can ask me anything and I’ll answer honestly, but only with yes and no





I had been talking to a boy who I had met in campus about three or so weeks ago and I started liking him and genuinely thought it was mutual. That was until he saw Amanda… I immediately saw/heard the difference in tone and body language when speaking to her, than to myself. I am not upset he had interest in Amanda… I’m upset for being automatically a girl you can be friends with. What if I’m sick of always being the funny fat girl you can talk too? What if I want to be the pretty girl you want to impress? Why can’t I be?









braydaaan:

nawwww



users online Dreaming big in Hazleton, PA. New York destined. Drinking coffee, making music. Smiling, laughing, crying. Loving, and eventually dying. The thing is... we are all dying. Everyday we are a day closer to the day we die. Make every single day count. Ps: Im most definatly a 64 color box.





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