Hey Ya'll! My name is Ali. I am going to be a senior in highschool this year (oh, the joys).
I am working on getting into college(: It's a long process, but I'm ready...I think.
I may seem like your typical, peppy girl..but that's just my cover story.
There's a whole other side of me that I am dying to share with all of you!(:
I am pretty open about my life and love helping other people.
Come to me with questions, stories, advice, concerns, EVERYTHING!
I have been through hell and back, but that only makes me stronger.
I love listening to other people's stories because it makes them who they are today.
Just remember that everyone is worth something.
It is okay to laugh and cry and stuggle throughout life.
That is what life is. It is all apart of a journey.
Everyone remembers the day you were born.
Everyone will remember the day you die.
But only YOU will remember what happens in between.
Make it something you want to remember.
Guys, this is going to sound pathetic to most (if not all) of you. So i just realized I left my sweatshirt at school. Meaning it's lost for good. This is no ordinary sweatshirt though. I always wear this same sweatshirt for cheerleading. It has covered my scars during cheer season and kept me warm when my body was always cold from not eating. It has caught all my wet tears and it made me feel safe. And now I dont feel safe doing cheerleading until I find it. I'm crying. I told you it was pathetic :/
Convo with my best friend.... Me: whats wrong? Her: I don't want to eat anymore. Me: Why!? That's unhealhy babe! Her: Says the one that starves themselves. Her: I didn't mean that in a mean way. Me: *speechless* uhh...what...
I'm crying. Not because I stepped on a lego or broke a bone. Not because my heart was broken by "some guy." But because up until this moment, I didn't realize how much you could love someone without them knowing it. It's sad really. You can think about them all you want and no one knows it, not them or your friends, just you. You keep it to yourself because you're ashamed of how much you love them and think about them. You think that no one will understand if you tell them. They'll tell you to stop; that it's unhealthy to think about them that much. But you still wouldn't care. You love them with all your heart...and you can't get the thought of them out of your head. No one knows why, not even you...
Exactly 4 years ago from today, my dad passed away. So much has happened since then and he has not been here to see any of it. I miss his hugs, his smile, his everything. I just miss him and it's so hard to think that it has been 1,461 days since he took his final breath. I love you dad and may you rest in peace💕