February 2012
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I just got this horrible sinking feeling in my chest. I just wanted this week to be amazing. But now I’m stressed. And depressed. And I’m trying to hold back tears. Here’s to being a teenager with a blog. Here’s to being a fucked up kid.
If you see me blogging, yell at me. I have to...
Kids at my school: I like to smoke weed and get high and I also like to smoke cigarettes.
Me: Sometimes when it's cold, I like to breathe really heavy and pretend i'm a dragon.
Why is it such a big deal to you if I like a guy who may or may not smoke weed? That doesn’t change him as a person. Let me make that decision myself.
I GOT A CUTE GUY'S NUMBER. YES. YES, I DID. I AM...
When I start talking about my obsessions:
off-limits:
My parents:
People at school:
My friends:
People on tumblr:
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