#rantiguess

[kaiyuri]

I love art but I seriously hate drawing eyelashes and hair- boi it’s just gonna ruin my art XD

[kr-ew]

You know what?

Until you realize that there are things in this world that you simply just cannot change and move on with your life, you’re going to be completely miserable. It is okay to lose control and be sad, that’s part of moving on. But there comes a time where enough is enough. Where is being sad going to get you? No where. It’s not going to get him back and it’s not going to make your life any easier. Your parents are constantly worried about you and checking on you through out the day, “Why haven’t you gotten out of bed yet?” It’s okay to not have the drive to go on with the day or the week but eventually that has to come to an end. You have to get the fuck out of bed, do your hair, put on some make up, get dressed and do something. Go outside. Go for a walk (which I still currently can’t do, but you should), go to the mall, go out to dinner or lunch. Do something. Hang out with your friends and live your god damn life. 

If there’s one thing that you taught me, it’s that having a negative mindset will have a negative impact on my body. I’m realizing that now. I was supposed to be able to go back to work 6 weeks after my surgery. 

It was 6 weeks last Thursday. My incision isn’t healing which is effecting my ability to walk. The last 7 weeks have been absolute hell and I’ve only been making it worse on myself. 

I have finally understood that my brain hurts for no apparent reason and my medicine isn’t helping. I can’t wait to get my medicine changed to something that will hopefully help me deal with the pain. 

I have finally understood that being unhappy all the time won’t help my bones/skin heal. So I am choosing to be happy. I am choosing to leave behind all the negativity and embrace a happier and healthier life style. 

And finally I have chosen to give up and move the fuck on. Being stuck in the past will get you no where. I have so much that I have to be worrying about right now, the last thing I need to be constantly thinking about is something that’s only making me miserable. So when you’re doing being a fucking douche bag, I’ll be here. 

Or maybe I won’t. 

The last 8 years have taught me that waiting for what you want will get you no where. You have to fight for it and make it happen. What’s meant to be will find its way and what’s not, well..at least you tried. 

Most importantly, know when to give up. Know when to stop trying and know how to take a hint. 

Goodfuckingnight

[zuniga57]

I'm really happy that I only have 30 followers on here. Shit, only two people on here actually know my name at least I hope they remembered it. Wanna know what I really like about it? No one cares. And I mean no one does. I've talked to people on here. They act like they care but when it comes down to when you need someone it's like your invisible to them. A figment of their imagination. I'm tired of knowing Shit, I don't forget anything I remember everybody's name. It's not that hard. Say thank you once in a while it could really save someone's life one day... I hate getting on here, it's pointless. I don't talk to anyone on here anymore, people forget. I dont. I'm tired of this. I don't Know what to do. I hate not having any one to talk to when I need someone. I'm tired...

[ashleymuria]

why am I so gross someone give me ur face

[pudgespark]

I felt sad this morning I told myself I had given up And I didn't feel like trying I sat through the day just thinking Everything and everyone is changing and moving on But im going absolutely nowhere Treading water constantly Im kind of sick of it Staying in the same place not moving foward Im being left behind Not good enough Never good enough

[sawri]

wow, it's weird to think that just about a year ago I was stressing about AP bio and wishing more than anything that I could just drop it and give up.

I know, that's weird to think that one little class could cause so much stress and whatnot. But it did. It was the first time I'd ever gotten an "F" in a class. It was the first I completely failed a test. I'm talking about a 0 out of 10. I tried, I truly did. I wrote down everything I knew on those essays but it wasn't enough apparently.

But, there was a guy who stopped me from quitting. We weren't dating then, but he was still always there. He'd text me "good morning" every day, and keep me company with cute little messages all day. He told me that I could do it. He believed in me and gave me the push I needed. I ended up passing both the class and the AP exam.

I'm just so beyond grateful to have this guy in my life. On January 5th we'll have been together for a year. It's a long distance relationship, but we make it work. I got to spend Thanksgiving with him, and now I get to spend his birthday, Christmas, New Years, and our one year anniversary together. He's amazing. c:

I don't know, I felt like ranting. I'm just amazed at how fast time goes too.. it's crazy. Soon I'll be graduating from high school, and off to college. I can't even wrap myself around that. It blows my mind to even think about.

[sh-ain-a]

I wish I didn't feel hated the second I walk in the room. I wish I didn't feel stupid or embarrassed the second I open my mouth. I wish I was wanted. I wish I wasn't so awkward or anti-social. I wish I could afford a car and college without a care. I wish I was better or different at so much more.