i want it real. anything else is a joke.
Nothing is constant. dont hold on to anything. what makes you happy now may terrify you tomorrow.
im not as nice as you think i am.
i dont get how the word “depressed” just roll off other people’s tongue. when i say it i feel a knife stabbing my chest.
you feel good when you’re happy, but it’s a different feeling of goodness when you see your mom happy.
i laugh at everything but only a few things make me happy
"other’s have it harder. you don’t have the right to feel like that"
I’m not even troubled about growing up without you anymore. I’ve learned to grow up without a father figure. I am my own father figure.
I’m a sucker for artistic, ambiguous endings, but i also hate open-ended movies.
i dress like i might be a rebel but im nice rlly