and if you're ever tired of being known for who you know, you know, you'll always know me ππ
i can't do it im feeling physically sick at the thought of going back to school tomorrow i wanna throw up i can't i can't i would literally prefer to kill myself tonight
πlist 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers <3 π
first of all, thanks for asking me thisπ it's gonna be difficult but I'll try to make a list!
1. having breakfast right before school starts at my favourite bar (I call it winona's, cause the waitress looks just like winona ryder);
2. watching the sunrise, or just the breathtaking view from my bedroom's window (I sometimes find it hard to appreciate simple things like this, but I swear I try every time I have the chance);
3. picking flowers on my way to the bus stop right after a tough day at school (It's draining me, and I also have no friends I can talk to or count on);
4. watching my favourite films over and over, and listening to the playlists I make;
5. finding time for myself, in which I can read a book, exercise, sleep, even study (at least if it's my favourite subject) and just be at peace.
just came back from my school trip. the only things that happened in these three days were crying and constantly being left alone, which resulted in ruining my impression and my memories of such a magnificent city as the one florence is. all that I am thinking is why, why, why I deserve to be treated this way. I asked my only friend not to forget me, but she did so, and then she screamed at me in front of everybody just because I pointed out how I was completely neglected by everyone for three days. I wonder why I am not worthy of having friends, people in my life I can consider as my sisters, a deskmate, even having a mother...
without industry, without speech
and without home.
i just thought it seemed like the most beautiful idea, to be able to spend my entire life devoted to love
what's up everybodyy so i just heard my mother screaming and complaining at my father about me, calling me ill-mannered, rude, stupid, irrational and imbecile. she probably had some more adjectives but i decided to close my window and bear with the heat instead of her heinous voice
white lines, pretty baby, tattoosπ ΰ£ͺ Φ΄ΦΆΦΈβΎ.
(pictures are not mine!!β‘)
i'm not 16 anymore π