mahanaibu-eebowai:

come with me

and you’ll be

in a world of

countless events at the end of february

3.1.13

3.11.13

3.13.13

and many more to come

im not gonna hold it in like last time. that wont make things any better. 

why am i even here 

its time like these that make me yearn to go home. 

im not gonna keep what makes me happy a secret. im done with these high school games and these typical stereotypes coming true. high school is a joke, and my relationship isnt.  

fucking bullshit. 

i knew it. 

yeah thats right keep staring at me. keep glaring. are we 12? is there a problem here? take a picture, it lasts longer, and back the fuck up. its over and done with. i didnt do shit to you; you made up and spread rumors about me. i win. 

no more clumsiness. let’s just be together. 

You know what, I don’t care anymore about what ANYBODY thinks of me or what is expected me.  I’m going to go after what makes me happy, regardless of what impression people have of me because of it.  Most of these rumors aren’t true and I know they are out of jealousy. Apparently I’m not allowed to be happy for 10 seconds before someone ruins it or gets involved.  But if you find something that lights up your world, you’re supposed to hold onto it, right?  I mean, these people weren’t even my friends to begin with.  Their words and glances mean nothing.  I’m going to do what I want.  We’re going to do what we want, and there’s nothing you can do about it.