If today was perfect there would be no need for tomorrow.

I'm not satisfied with myself.

I'm fat.

Usually everyone's like "WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOU'RE NOT FAT.."

But how would they know? Maybe I tape up my fat on my body so it doesn't look like I do.

^ Just kidding, I swear I don't do that.

I hate it when fat jiggles.

It's fucking disgusting.

This summer I will attempt to jog a mile or two everyday, go to the gym, and get some cardio workouts going.

As well as stomach fat, I know most of those result from jeans. Fuck jeans. Little lumps / small beer bellies are annoying. From now on, I'm doing 100-200 situps a day.

I hate how I don't have time for anything right now,

and I hate my laziness. Oh goodness.

Tumblr's full of gorgeous girls, as you might've noticed.

They have perfect bodies, the perfect facial features, etc.

YEAH I NOTICE THESE THINGS, SO WHAT?! I'm sure everyone does too. I'm straight.

This is one of the reasons why I'm unhappy, sometimes I'm a little self-conscious too.

Grasping the fat on my body parts, I frown in front of the mirror.

Spilling my thoughts out.

He started attempting to talk to me again. Since that morning of the earthquake. Don't IM me, just text me to start a conversation. Or even better, start one in real life. I still care about you, but it's just that things have changed. Feelings fade, but that doesn't mean you can't bring them back up again. I just want someone to talk to. Sure I have plenty of other people to discuss things with, but they're all different. They're not the same, they're not who I'm looking for. I know you can help me, and I can help you with whatever you need. But on one condition, don't get us started again.

They can't kill your dreams, so they assassinate your character.

I love writing, I love opinions and quotes and expressions. It's so beautiful to know that you're not alone in this messed up world. It's relieving to know that someone else feels the same way you do.

^ That's how I feel when I read quotes that I can relate to.

I had an amazing dream yesterday morning. I woke up at 8, but went back to sleep til it was 9 for the Stussy Sale at my school.

In my dream, I held his hand. We sat on a rock after that long walk and I laid my head on his shoulder while our hands were attached. It was very adorableee!

I swear I was smiling in my dream. Does that mean I was smiling in my sleep? That's pretty creepy.

Too bad it was a dream, I hope it comes true :D

My current favorite song is Sweetest Thing - Shane Piasecki ♥

/Rant

It would be so much easier in the long run
to push you out of my life. To move forward,
never looking back at you. To pretend like the
last two years never happened and that you
are just a stranger. It would be so much
easier in the long run, but it might kill me first.

Just remember when things get tough, it might be stormy now, but it cannot rain forever.

Please don't let the rain go away.

This whole week is going to be sunny.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRREAT.

I don't know what to do.

Why do I even care anymore?

Wait, that's a ridiculous question.

Of course I still care, you're my friend.

Why wouldn't I care about my friends?

You're happy, I'm content. That's good.

That was the end, a few months ago. Yes it was.

That thought can't seem to stick into my head.

We could be standing next to someone who is completely broken, and we wouldn't even know.

I feel like my blogspot has been viewed 100 times ever since I last updated. That's weird, I don't even give out my URL to this blog.

I really appreciate everyone's interest in my blog though :)

Lately sophomores at Arcadia High have been happy.

I'm seeing love everywhere I look, from each and every corner of my eye.

It makes me smile when my friends all have warmly filled hearts, hand in hand. It's adorable.

But it makes me realize how lonely I am.

GET YOUR FLIRT ON TIFFANY.

Also, my birthday's in a month and two days.

I still have no idea what I'm doing for it.

& SADIES?!
It's possible.