16 Years. 11th Grade. Blonde Hair. Blue Eyes. I like boys. Im fucking crazy okay. And i hate practically everyone but if you follow me i love you.
It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.
I’m in this weird stage where I don’t really like myself, but I don’t really care anymore
all i want in life is to lose weight and gain money
yet instead, here i am, gaining weight and losing money
i just almost missed my train because i was taking a personality quiz to find out what fruit I am
when someone stops talking to you and youre not sure what you did wrong
*planet explodes* *removes one earbud* what