“It’s sad when you finally realize that what you wanted isnt what you want anymore, how every promise was not kept, every expectation never achieved, but most importantly how complicated you made things seem when they were no where near complications.”—(via veritovarela) (via juliesmelody) (via danicajeannnn) (via jayzellemata)
I feel bad. I didn’t know what to say to her. I’m not good with advice. I’m not good with comforting people. I don’t even know how to approach someone at a funeral who’s relative has passed away (and thats not the case). I’m not good at that sad stuff and trying to make them happy. I just feel bad.
I learned something today in school during a assembly.
That the little things actually does matter. I never really believed in that until today. They showed a demonstration of a mother an her five year old kid making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for the first time but as the mom was telling her kid on how to make the sandwich she wasn’t allowed to watch him make it, so she was giving him directions to make it but the directions were were not very detailed. So when they finished, the mom turned around, and the sandwich didn’t end up looking like a sandwich. So that’s where I learned my lesson that the little things actually does matter.
Man I flaked on my friend haha I ended up not going to his party cuz he’s in a like a gang and all his gang friends were there and I didn’t want to go there with a bunch of violent drunk gang members and they stab me for no apparent reason because they’re drunk lol
If your talking about me…how do you even know if I’m talking about you. Just because I post shit about how I feel doesn’t automatically mean I’m talking about you. I’m like woow I mean I could be talking about anyone. Jeez you gotta fucking think before blaming shit. And if your telling me to grow up WTF I do act my age and if I had shit to say to you I wouldve told you my shit that I needed to say. I wouldn’t act like a little bitch as you supposedly say I am, if your talking about me. Jeez fucking think. Like seriously.
I got invited to a party but not those kind of parties where all the people are just chillin and talking but a party where they all just come over and just drink and get drunk haha. I want to go and sneak out next week just to go and watch all my friends get drunk and stuff but the only thing I’m afraid of is they might push me to drink with them.