Hi there(; My name is Abby. I'm 15 years old. I love the movie Titanic, as you can tell by my profile. I love the summer. I'm a beach girl. I'm basically your typical teenager. Want a boyfriend; never had one. I play soccer and I'm a dancer. I love NYC and the jersey shore. I love shopping, eating, my friends, tans, flip flops, bikinis, and everything summer. You're all beautiful. I don't care what you think about me; haters gonna hate and there's no way I'm changing for you.
follow me on instagram: abby_patricia
stay strong girls, i love you allll.
*about to comment on crush's status* Me: *typing* hmm, does that sound too desperate? Me: yeah too desperate *deletes* Me: wait but that sounds too cheesy Me: ......but it kinda sounds flirty now Me: hmm smiley face or no smily face..? Me: Is this too many exclamation points? Me: yeah way too many Me: should I capatalize the "T" ? Me: am I even using the right grammar........ Me: ok now its good Me: omg this is stupid *deletes comment*
How Could I be so stupid to think that I actually fit in? to think that my closest friends actually cared about me? It hurts. It hurts to know that I was living a lie all this time. It was all make believe.
Don't you hate that feeling when you get up in the morning, and remember that your heart is in two pieces. when you look out your window and realize that the whole world hasn't stopped just because the guy who gives you butterfiles now gives you tears. going to school and feeling like you can't make it whenever you see him in the halls. looking up at the ceiling in class to prevent those tears that threaten to fall from falling. Knowing you look like sh*t, but not caring./ half listening to whatever anyone says to you, because you're too >>heartsick to f o c u s.