#fuckingtruestory
So true
Tracks
Blue hair. It’s faded now. Gonna dye it pink and black in a week or so.
The Real Me Is HERE
I’m such a pig. I ate a cupcake yesterday, (it was my cousin’s birthday), so I ran about 48 minutes on the treadmill and still didn’t loose enough. GOD I AM SUCH A FAILURE! I know I never really post about my problems. I’ve decided to use Tumblr as a way to vent, seeing as I do not really express emotion in real life. If you want to know the real me and my real problems, just ask me. I figured out how to turn ask on. Thanks for reading if anyone even did. Bye.
she says, halfway through a midnight binge.
True
(Source: simple-thing-where-have-you-gone)
Ugh
My ribs are starting to show. I feel disappointed, but also slightly happy. I can’t fit into my favorite jeans anymore, but not in the way you’d expect. I lost weight…
My journal 3
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My journal
A good day!
I ate some macaroni today, so I had to run up and down the stairs 50 times ( no exaggeration ). I don’t want to move. It’s a good day though, I lost 2 pounds!!
Meh.. Bored insomniac
Don’t feel like typing much. Started a diary. Idk why. It’s like 12:25 at night.
If you don’t reblog this, go out and buy a heart.
There’s so much we can all do - try eating veggie sometimes, sign petitions, get educated…anything.
(Source: japii)
Eighth Grade
I can’t wait to start the eighth grade! Another year of wearing long sleeve shirts in the summer (to hide my scars), hiding from recent acquaintances, and having panic attacks when I have to talk to people! Can’t frikin wait…
Following
I follow five people on this vent of a social network. Four, I follow because I can relate to them, and one (babymonkeyandwishbone), because she is my best friend and the only one person I can trust.
Reblog this if it applies to you.
I am an introvert. That means that when I’m feeling down, chances are that I won’t actually go to you for help. In fact, I won’t go to anyone for help. You’ll have to actually check on me. I don’t feel that I should burden others with my problems but if you come to me, I might just trust you enough to let you help.
(Source: a-story-of-the-lost)
Coffee House
I wrote a new song about 5 days ago with my friend. We were so exited (and nervous) when we sang it at the coffee house. We thought we’d be the worst ones there, but, it turns out that we were the second best, right below our friend Isabella. She’s really talented, so I didn’t expect to be any better than her. She was so good she got to do two encores! Lucky… Anyway, it was a fun day and I really can’t wait to do it next year!
