the ones that are effortlessly beautiful. the ones who eat whatever they want, but maintain perfect figures. the ones that never have acne. the ones that role out of bed in sweatpants and look gorgeous. the ones that are known for being beautiful. the ones that have boys chasing after them, drooling over their every move. the ones that put in minimal effort in school and get good grades. the ones that are naturally pretty. the ones that are genuinely nice. the ones that are funny and charming.
#834. Every time one of those 'pro-skinny' posts come up and the people I follow reblog them with rants about how women shouldn't be expected to live up to the standard of 'perfect' we set for ourselves, I want to agree with them. I really do. But then I take one look at my body and wish so badly I had the self control to starve myself. I want to be anorexic. I hate myself for it.
okay, so i know you’re closer friends with her. but when i ask you if you can drive me to our competition in PHILADELPHIA because my parents cant, its not cool for you to say yes and then make plans do have your little “wifey” sleep over and drive together.
BITCH PLEASE. now i have no ride? are you FUCKING kidding me.
idgaf if you’d rather chill with her. i understand. but if you tell me youll give me a fucking ride, stick to it.
I know you guys are my parents, but you don't know everything. You were raised in a completely different generation. A generation that didn't have Facebook, laptops, and ipods. You don't know the type of temptations that I encounter everyday. I'm sure you've gone through some crap, but it's not the same crap. Just let me make my mistakes. I mean, I care about yours, but they're called mistakes for a reason. We learn from them and let go. I know I'm young, but I'm old enough to know from right and wrong. This is my one and only one life and I've got to live it to the fullest.
Yesterday, my mom was on facebook. She didn’t know that she was on my account, and messaged someone she must have known from a long time ago, saying: "My sister was here over Christmas and she signed up for facebook because of my 15 year old. Surprise, my sister remembers your wife from Steilacoom High. She knows your wife! Small world!" first of all, this makes her sound like such an idiot. secondly, this is on a teenagers account, so it makes absolutely no sense. he says back, “Ok? Sorry but I don’t think I know you.” HAHHAHAH. so i said back, "HAHAHA, im sorry! that was my mom on my account, she obviously doesn’t know much about facebook. ignore this.." and he rudely replies, "Ok, Tell your Mom hello?" seriously, i realize you’re not going to know who she is, you dont have to be sassy now. so i said, "haha, okay, bye."
He was sitting on the back porch singing, “You’re My Only Sunshine” Swinging to songs only he heard in his head Now he’s cutting paper swords from boxes to hang inside his room And watch ‘em spin into the wind above his bed
Singing “Take me down this road I’m on It’s late and I don’t wanna go alone. Take me down this road I won’t be scared, ‘cause we can’t be scared.”
And I’m searching for a sign that you’re still here And I’m alright but now I’m down here on the ground I think I’ll pray ‘Cause Tallahassee’s fine but, Dad, I miss you all the time And I know you’re going, but not too long And I hope you fucking love your birthday song
If you’ll take me down this road I’m on It’s late, and I don’t wanna go alone If you’ll take me down this road I won’t be scared, ‘cause we can’t be scared
It’s 4:09, west over by a hill There is some clover and a bridge where my father lets me play And I was taking it for granted You were there to hold my hand and say, “Don’t worry, son, ‘cause this will be okay.”
If you’ll take me down this road I’m on It’s late, and I don’t wanna go alone If you’ll take me down this road I won’t be scared, ‘cause we can’t be scared Ohhh Singin’ take me down this road I’m on It’s late, and I don’t wanna go alone If you’ll take me down this road I won’t be scared, ‘cause we can’t be scared
This song gives me chills every time I hear it. This might just be my favourite Go Radio song ever. <3 [16,900th post]