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working on stuff and things. Very tired.
“In the real world blah blah...
Listen, idgaf how people wanna act. It doesn’t make it fucking right. Just because I’m gonna encounter bullshit in the real world does NOT make it right and okay to accept.
In the real world I might meet a guy who likes to beat up women, should I accept that?
In the real world I’m gonna encounter assholes, should I let them talk down to me?
We really need to stop telling people to accept bullshit into their life.
If you say this expression to me, be warned that I might punch you in the face.
What am I
Seriously what am I? Hipster, grunge, soft grunge, pastel goth, tumblr girl? I don't understand what I am! I feel like a lost girl who doesn't know who she is...
That person
you know that person? The one person everyone should have to tell everything to? Their hopes, dreams, fears, and insecurities regardless of how embarrassing or weird or stupid. I don't have one of those and everyday it hurts. It hurts that no one cares enough to be that person. It hurts that I'm not good enough to have one of those people. And it sucks that things never change for me.
Literally crying in a hair salon over hair that isn't mine. I'm pathetic.
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