im finally moving on, im so much happier now. i deleted the picture, i erased his contact, i crossed out his name in my notebook, i deleted the notes about him on my phone, i ripped up the letters, the notes. everything. i blocked him on facebook, which i don't think was the best desicion i have ever made but i'm happy i did it. the only thing thats gonna stop me is when i see him on monday, when i look into his eyes. everything is going to come rushing back like i didnt want to happen.
confession numero cuatro; i'm writing my bucket list and its really, really long. like there is over 250 things on it, and one day i am going to do as many things on it i can before i turn 18, that means i have 5 years to do 250+ things.
confession number 3; i have been cheated on, and its not a good feeling. i a hundred percent agree with the saying "once a cheater, always a cheater." i don't see what the point in cheating is, a relationship is not a game where you can cheat all you want and someones mad for one second, a relationship is a relationship and cheating breaks hearts. i will never ever cheat, and guys who cheat; Don't lose the girl of your life for your hoe of the night.
um, one time i turned on my radio...cause i wanted to hear some tunes... but no tunes came out of my radio so, i'm all dude this is bogus! but then my best bud leaf, he's all ''dude, it's a toaster'' -totally kylee
hey you. yes, you. stop being unhappy with yourself. you are perfect. stop wishing you lookefd like someone else or wishing people liked you as much as they like someone else. stop trying to get attention from those who hurt you. stop hating your body, your face, your personslity, your quirks. love them. without those things you wouldn't be you. and why would you want to be anyone else? be confident with who you are. smile. it'll draw people in. if anyone hate on you because you are happy with yourself then you stick your middle finger in the air and say screw it. my happiness will not depend on others anymore. i'm happy because i love who i am. i love my flaws. i love my imperfection. they make me, ME. and 'me' is pretty amazing.
It's not that i need you or anything, and it's not that I love you or anything. I'm not even sure I like you that much. Maybe it's that you act like you don't give even a care about me that makes me want you so bad. It's like a damn addiction.