Minor Talent

I forgot this blog even existed. 

Whoops. Experiment time.  

Its been like seven fucking months. 

It’s that no matter where I go or even what website I’m on, I always feel the need to be liked. That no matter what I have to do, if everyone likes me I’ll be fine.

And I know that it is never going to happen. That people are going to dislike me, even hate me, and I am fine with it.

But I always look for acceptance.

I recently moved to South Carolina, and thought that a new start would be a good thing, but I hated that I had to move.

And now I realize that I hated, almost every single person in that town.

With a fucking burning passion, I had a few really good friends and I still talk to them, and a few other people were always nice to me.

But the others? All fucked up.

Half of them are into drinking, smoking, drugs and sex. The kicker? All of them are only half way into ninth grade.

If I would have stayed in that high school, I would have felt worthless.

Like a piece of shit that people could step on, because truthfully?

I know I am not skinny, and not exactly pretty. But I would have hurt myself, and high school would be torture for me.

I would have probably been even more depressed and be seriously considering suicied.

I am actually glad I moved.

Because for once, I feel like an actual person.

Who is actually worth something.

But why is it that I still feel numb?

(Source: samanthalovelee)

Fuck you Valinetines day.

I never liked you anyways.

…And where is your logic, huh?

You may be a date, but you don’t have one.

Asdfghjklsfdghadsher

Eh. That was corny.

I don’t like Valentines day… :w

Then again, I’ve never been with anyone on Valentines day, so I guess I don’t qualify to judge fo I?

FUCK IT.