- Me: *twerking in the pool for gym class and a tsunami creates because I am just so bootylicious*
All the people I talk to tell me that I have it rough. They said they felt bad for me. The only person that should feel sorry for me is myself
I want to mean something to my brother, I want him to realize he’s the person I need most to help me get back on track.
now I know why I love flirting so much; for a second it makes me feel like someone actually cares for me as much as I do for them
It sucks that showers only clean your physical appearance, not your emotional messes.
“Drugs are bad!”
You don’t fool me
okay I have all these people that like my posts and reblog from me, but my inbox is empty ): love me please
