i’ve never really thought i was pretty. i mean, everyone has those days that someone makes them feel attractive, and boosts up their self esteem, but why can’t it last? i do want to feel pretty, but why can’t i? I think that once i get my body to where i want it to be, ect, that i will be happier with myself. My mom says that when i’m done with that, ill just keep picking myself apart for more things i dont like. wtffff.

Spit your game, talk your shit. Don’t worry bitch, you will get hit.

trust is gone. - i don’t understand why you would do this to me again. I don’t want to keep getting hurt over and over again. Please stop…

T A L K - S H I T - G E T - H I T

girls need to back off, and learn to respect people with girlfriends/boyfriends. that doesn’t mean you go and send pictures to them.. NOT COOL. i will find out who you are, and you will regret everything. :)

You have the key to my heart; don’t lose it.

I gave you my heart. I opened up to you to the point where i knew you were the one for me. The one that i wanted to spend the rest of my life with; grow old with. When i gave you my heart, it was then up to you what you would do with it. You could break it in a heartbeat, mash it like minced meat, or treasure it and make it your most prized possession. You could break it in a heartbeat; you know just how, too. I don’t want to get hurt, especially not by you. Please, take care of me and my heart. 

& ima smoke weeeeeed all day - GET A LIFE.

WEED = NASTY. 

sorry if you do it, but that’s just freaking nasty. Really? You have nothing better to do than sit there and get high off your ass? That’s what your life has come down to? If you do smoke, I’m not judging you, because I have many friends that smoke, or have done it. Yeah, you think your cool with your ciggs and your weed. Are you gunna be cool when you have cancer? Yeah, don’t think so. Like I said, if you do or if you have, I’m not going to judge you. I don’t agree with your choices but hell, does anyone agree with mine? All your money is being wasted on things that will eventually kill you. So you’re pretty much just paying for your own death to come before it’s supposed to. 

According to him I’m beautiful, incredible, he can’t get me out of his head. According to him, I’m funny, irresistible, everything he ever wanted. <3

Today was so perfect, well almost. He came over, and we played around like little kids. We did handstands and flips, and he carried me almost everywhere. He tried to ride a dog, and i smushed veggies all over his face. We are so perfect together; we compliment each other’s weirdo-ness. Today, it was hot. I like it cold. Although i do live in florida, but still, i like it cold. The end of the night wasn’t the way i would have wished for, but i missed him so much, and i couldn’t stand going two more days before seeing him again. He kisses me just right, and he knows when to say all the right things. It’s been almost a year, i love you travis. <3

Do you see what I see?

When i look in the mirror, i don’t see what i would like to see. I look, and i see all my flaws, and what should be different about me. I’m sick of putting myself down, and always picking myself apart. Some days when I think I look pretty, I’m scared to show it because maybe I look worse than usual. I just want to have more self confidence. The thing that is stopping me from getting that, is that I don’t know how. I don’t work on my appearance every day because i don’t have the energy in the morning, or the time. Otherwise, i would try. I take compliments seriously, because they make me feel good about myself. They give me a little extra boost when I’m feeling down. I think sometime in the future, I am going to try to work on my appearance, but first i need to work on losing some weight because there’s a little extra meat going down in this biz. 

i love: my boyfriend. photography. writing. those little awkward moments. compliments. happy ever afters. thunderstorms. unexpected kisses. getting flowers. piggy-back rides. singing. little kids. accents. pro-life. volleyball. pillow fights. traveling. privacy. sleepovers. neck nibbles. long walks. love letters. balloons. freedom. fireworks. bonfires. dimples. theme parks. pinky promises. voicemails. waking up to text messages. cuddling. pda. long walks. watching the sunset. truth or dare. html. tattoos. piercings. bubbles. god. giving advice. loyalty. animals. being pampered. family. sarcasm. coffee. food. makeup. sharpies. lyrics. rock band. instruments. dancing. being myself. funny faces. energy. friends that are like family. quotes. horseback riding. straws. meeting new people. picture comments. adventure. arizona tea.  

i hate: drama. rumors. liars. cheaters. abortions. posers. know it alls. giving up. ignorance. failure. stereotypes. racism. disrespect. snooping. restrictions. war. long car rides. bugs. back-stabbers. +muchhh more that i can’t think of atm. 

I’m sorry, but that is not up to you.

I’m sorry to anyone I have hurt in the past, or done anything to offend you. I haven’t been the nicest person to everyone, but if thats the case, then you probably did something to begin with. I’m very easy to get along with, if you stay a true friend and don’t become a backstabbing bitch. We’ve all talked about people behind their backs, but friends, true friends, don’t do that to each other. I know everyone is different, and no one is the same as another, but why can’t we use our differences?

Might I remind you, that I’m going to live my life the way I want, and your aspects of what i should and should not do don’t matter to me. Sure, give me some advice, but don’t criticize me for my actions if they’re not what you would do. Everyone makes mistakes, but something that may be a mistake to you, is not one to me. November thirtieth, not a mistake. Maybe you think it was, and you think it should be something i regret, but its not even close to a regret. I’m glad I made that decision, and I don’t need you telling me if you think it was a mistake or not. 

Arrivederci, Shalom, Adios, Slan, Au Revoir, Hejdå, Paalam, Farvel, Goodbye.

Don’t you hate dumb bitches? All they do is start drama and rumors, and complicate people’s lives. I can understand that you’re jealous of people, because they have something you want, but that’s no reason to ruin it for them. Do they honestly get any satisfaction from ruining a relationship or friendship for someone? Don’t think so. Breaking up a couple because you’re jealous doesn’t mean they will become yours; same with friendships. They need to grow up and face reality. Someone will always have something you want, but you don’t have to hurt them to get it. Earn it. Do something for yourself. You will never get everything you want, but maybe you will get everything you deserve. Those people that start all that shit about you, or your friend aren’t going to get anything out of it but the satisfaction of knowing they’re powerful enough to ruin something that means a lot to someone. Does that really do anything for you in the long run? Would you rather say “Hey, i ruined that girls relationship” when someone walks by, or say “Aw, look at her and her boyfriend. I hope i find someone that makes me as happy as she is.” It really doesn’t do anything for anyone. 

Maybe to you i haven’t made the best decisions in my life, or i have done some things you wouldn’t do or approve of, but it’s my life and I’m going to live it the way i want to. I’m happy with the decisions I’ve made recently, and even if i wasn’t, your opinion doesn’t matter and it wouldn’t be able to change anyways. The best decision I’ve ever made in my life so far was saying yes on april fifth two thousand nine at twelve fifteen a.m. That decision made my life better x45678765456765432345678. I’m done with the drama, rumors, and all the ignorent stupid girls out there. 

I forgive, but i don’t forget. 

I thought you were my friend, we have had so many great and memorable times together. Hey, guess what !? boo-freaking-hoo, forget you ! I don’t need you in my life, and you are no longer in it. I forgave you the first, and second and third time you screwed me over, but not this time. You overdid it, and you have lost probably the only true friend you will ever have. You’ve screwed so many people over, and now the one person that never gave up on you is done with you. You crossed the line this time, and I’m done. - If your “best friend” started horrible rumors about you, and made assumptions about you without having any proof, wouldn’t you be done too?

the blind side<3

I saw this movie on Saturday. I cried over, and over, and over, and over again. I wasn’t really looking forward to seeing it, but now it is my #1 favorite movie. It’s so sad, yet so happy. It is the sweetest thing, i love it. I recommend you to see it, for sure.