Anonymous asked: Hey, you still doing okay and everything going well? I hope so. And you are back in school now too?
Things are perfect. School is average. I’m ready to graduate.
Beware (feat. Lil Wayne & Jhene Aiko) - Big Sean
Anonymous asked: ok you have spent some time tonight exercising your negativity muscles and doing a great job of it as per usual. But your wrong and its too bad you can't see it. I mean that literally too. Your should look in the mirror not to find flaws but to see yourself as beautiful, confident and smart. Isn't everything going great for you, right? Perfect BF and thinking about moving in together and be even happier? I know you have doubts but don't despair. Just enjoy every moment. Everything is good for U
Things are awesome. You’re right. I just wish I felt as awesome as things are sometimes.
Feeling extra shitty about my body and weight and looks and everything.
oblivious by myself
this reminds me of breakup-ageddon spring 2k13
I’m going to tell you what a demon once told me: It is okay to want your own happiness. It’s okay to care about yourself the most. It’s okay to do what’s healthy for YOU. When someone hits you, it’s okay to hit back and then ask them what the hell they expected. It’s okay. You are not obligated to sit there and smile and swallow every bit of shit everyone heaps on you. You are more than furniture, you’re more than window dressing, you’re not their shiny toy. You’re human, and you have the right to say “That was shitty of you”. You have a right to say “Let me feed that back to you; tell me, how does it taste?” You have a right to protest your own mistreatment and set boundaries for respectful interactions. The rest of the world doesn’t realize you have this right, and they will act offended and appalled when you exercise it, but it is yours.
Relax. You will become an adult. You will figure out your career. You will find someone who loves you. You have a whole lifetime; time takes time. The only way to fail at life is to abstain.
and around 1:00 AM, I start to miss the way you sounded and the way you’d shake, I loved you and you lusted after me and that’s how it was meant
Half dropped the bomb on my parents last night and mentioned moving in with Weston. They seemed unaffected and told me if I wanted to play adult then go ahead.
They gave me the green light. Time to save the money and do it.
Tuesday night I came home and my mom looked at me and said “Jesus Christ how much weight have you gained?”
I’ve been working out everyday since then. All I’ve eaten is a corn dog, a patty melt, and chips and salsa.
Today I came home from the gym and she asked why I’ve been going back everyday.
Go fuck yourself.