There is a girl who sits next to me in my woodshop class who was talking about her ‘friend’ who cut her hair short. She said she “doesn’t know how to act around her now.”
You act the same, the exact fucking same.
What does a haircut change about you? Nothing. You are the same as you were before but with nice hair.
I’m grieving again.
Hey! So I have a lot of fun doing these (music mixes), but I have a hard time finding songs I want to do this with, so the first 10 people to reblog I will make one with up to five songs! (preferably with similar beats/tempos, I’ll message you and ask for the 2-5 songs)
I feel like this would help a lot when I’m having writer’s block with poetry because music helps your troubles too, and I’d love to make you some feel good mixtapes<3 (btw my inbox is never too full and usually empty if you wanna send me secrets)
If this is successful, I might do it again, so don’t worry if you’re #11 or #12, etc, I’ll get to you if all goes well~
(If the music doesn’t work, listen to it here)
I was played
Thanks Belle for helping me realize I’m a piece of shit. This is for you. I don’t mean to be bitter, but you tend to do that to me.
Even though I’m the one who’s leaving for college in a week it seems he’s the one the moving on with his life.
I hope she doesn’t leave when I tell her I think I’m transgender.
My parents got divorced a few months ago but when it’s my week with my dad he ignores me and puts all his attention on his new girlfriend.
Now that he’s better and I’m the one with problems, I feel like he’s just getting ready to leave.