protect young girls at all costs and destroy the gross middle aged men who try to chat them up
|Friend :||I broke up with him|
|Me :||You did the right thing . he was an asshole|
|Friend :||We are back together|
|Me :||Well done,i am so happy for you , he is such a nice guy.|
everyone is embarrassed of their fourteen year old self trust me if you’re fourteen right now you will regret whatever it is that you are doing at this moment
What, being a SuperWhoLockian, Tumblrian, and just being generally pretty good? I don’t think so.
screenshot this and look at it in 3 years
we need better sex ed because I know a girl who thought that the female orgasm always involved squirting so she fakes by peeing on guys and this needs to stop
Let her continue
i’ll think of more later, i’m sure. idk. ignore me i’m dumb
I WISH I WASNT SO FUCKING INSECURE ABOUT MY BODY LIKE DAMN SON I JUST WANT TO WEAR SHORTS WITHOUT ALMOST CRYING
i told a boy i liked his hair today in class and he laughed a little and could hardly say “thanks” and then buried his head in his hands the second i turned around i think i made him flustered omg
I’ve realized why I’ve been feeling so self-conscious lately. The reason I’ve been so beaten up and constantly comparing myself and feeling crappy. It’s because of that one same boy… The one who keeps stringing me along and keeping me hopeful that we would get back together. Its pathetic, but you make me desperate for you. You make me crave you because you got under my skin and you don’t have the decent to politely remove yourself.
Anyways, the way you keep making me feel like you still love me and then pulling the rug from beneath me has got me doubting myself and thinking maybe I’m not good enough for you. I have been feeling ugly, fat, plain, dumb, uninteresting, and just all-around awful. I’ve doubted myself in every way; around my friends and family, at school, and held myself back from being able to move on.
The thing is, though; I can’t just blame you. I’ve allowed myself to be put in this position by my inability to grow a backbone and separate myself from you once and for all.
I think the reason it’s so hard is that when we’re together you’re the only thing that matters because you can also be the one thing that makes me feel good about myself.. When you tell me I’m beautiful, or when you notice little things about me like i do with you…
But I think it’s time to realize that those things are very easy to say and I can find someone else to say them to me who actually wants to be with me. Someone who means it.
I loved you more than I’ve ever loved anything before, and I mean that, but it’s time for me to let you go.
I finally see that I’m only holding myself back with someone who really isn’t worth my time.
I want to be confident again and I want to be able to be around my own best friends and not second guess myself and that means following the rule i set for myself two years ago- only surround myself with the best of people. Unfortunately you’re not one of them
I mean.. I still love you and all, I don’t think I could ever truly hate you… It’s not even really your fault. It’s mine. I let myself fall too hard.
But now I’m done. For real.