i like to complain a lot on this blog.
“I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them. I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back.”
i hate everything i am
but all the girls around this fucking town
dress, cut their hair, stretch their ears, and act
like they are the damn reincarnation
of me and i dont understand why?