I need to get fucked up for the first time in months tonight. No questions asked. The end.

Show me

I want someone to be afraid of losing me, at least once. I am always the damn one to be afraid of losing people in my life that I don't want to let go. But unfortunately people come and go

Not everyone is your friend

It's not right, but it happens. You may not notice it in the beginning but eventually the person or people you call "friends" or "best friends" will soon become strangers in a minute. And I'm tired of the bullshit. Those whom care about me and actually wanted to see me when I moved into my dorm on Friday, made time for me. I got to see all my friends. So those are the ones I'm going to continue speaking too, not fake ones whom don't have five minutes at least to say hey to you or ignore you when you live so close. Fuck that. No more going back to that crap, not again like last year. So my friend, you fucked up.

Oh boy, here it comes

being on this medication is not only going to change me but I'm going to be having random mood swings and I hope it doesn't get too overboard -__-

and no I am not pregnant . . .  if anything I have lost 12 pounds =D and I am going to continue losing weight until I reach my goal.

The only thing I am going to be doing when I'm at college is go to classes, work out, and study and hopefully work. Goodbye social life! at least until December

Are we sisters?

This blog I came across to on tumblr literally took the words right out of my mouth. . . I feel as if I can legit relate to her. . this is what she had to say. . .

I feel ugly.  I’m in a movie my friend is making and I just look at the footage and think “If only I didn’t have a breakout that week.”  It sucks.  I remember basing the week we would film around when my skin would be the clearest.  And this boy I like.  Man I just know he probably likes me as a person, but I feel like he’s probably not attracted to me.  I mean who wants to kiss a broken out face?  I just want people to notice my eyes, my smile, my lips, my personality, my talent.  Not my acne.
I’ve noticed minor flare ups but they aren’t angry or red.  Just more stuff starting to come to the surface. My lips are fine and my skin hasn’t been noticeably dry.

http://rachelhadacne.tumblr.com/page/11

Keep it a secret

I need to stop this nonsense of writing personal things on my blog, who knows who reads them or checks up on me three to four times a day hoping I write something even more personal. Matter a fact, I should legit buy myself a journal. I miss the days where it was so easy to open up to a new clean page and write away without worrying if someone out there was reading it. . .

I'm going to do that, I'm going to go out to urban outfitters and try and buy myself a journal :)

It's time to start dating

I want to meet new people and go on dates. I didn't think I would be saying this too soon but I kinda want to be in a relationship. But just because I want to be in one doesn't mean I want to rush into things. I want to be in a relationship with someone I have known for a period of tome. . Someone whom I can call my best friend and boyfriend :)

I feel like I have lost myself with all this shit