[mrcbitchh]

how did you become happy with yourself?

i couldnt hate myself forever thats no way to live your life it took a lot of work but you just have to realize your self worth

[cravefoodie]

[unreactive]

[mrcbitchh]

This ain't Serena you're a weird bitch😂

girl /: i dont even have that many followers but ones that i do, are random ones and you. i domt even use tumblr anymore, you're the ONLY obsessive bitch i know that is still worried about what i do. its kinda strange actually... /: need someone to talk about it with? 😂😂 hit my inbox ill help ya get thru it bb

[mrcbitchh]

You don't even know me like that, I went to GB with you and have you on Facebook. Girl you have turned into flint trash, look at you! LOL

😂 bye serena

[mrcbitchh]

you turned into FLINT trash

im sorry you think that! you should really spend less time hating on somebody that is finally happy just because you’re still miserable and sad with yourself. but im the happiest ive been & i wouldnt trade it for anything☺️ it’s been what like 3 years now? its so sad you’re still hating on me when i couldnt give 2 fucks about you or your life cause i could simply care less :) you are dead to me. find a new hobby than trying to make me feel bad about myself just because you’re unhappy, get better soon girl💋 here some advice though that i think should help, move THE FUCK on.

[th0tchild]

[lulxdd-deactivated20161010]

it’s sad how people who are so kind and lovely hate themselves

[blacberries]

i am so beautiful and i do not miss you

[night-rooms]

[kayascodeliaro]

[mrcbitchh]

“You could have chosen anyone. Why me?”

Closer (2004) 

[xmikaelaa-deactivated20150107]

[sexpansion-deactivated20201116]

Text on Gradients 03

Words With Friends, 9/18/2014 4:18pm

[lovehigher]

[loveserum-deactivated20191021]

Thirteen The number of times I thought about taking everything I said back that night Thirty four The number of times I wanted to forgive you because it was too hard to be without you Three The number of times I told you I Ioved you the same day you fucking ruined me Eight The number of days I spent in my bed after I found out about her One hundred, one thousand, one million, Every day for the rest of my life The number of days I would’ve loved you if you had fucking let me

You Always Said You Were a Numbers Guy (via vacantlysad)

[demonicplatonic-deactivated2015]

[craigslits]