I swear I've gained like 2839789237891273 pounds this summer.

If you think i'm always online, it's because i am 

How the f-ck do some girls get boyfriends so easily like wtf do you just create them in your basement or what

I miss you, but I'd rather not bother you.

Some people are so poor, all they have is money.

Some things are just not worth caring anymore.

I feel like a hypocrite telling everyone to stay strong when I'm the weakest person in the world.

What's scary.. is knowing I could end my own life, whenever I wanted to.

Sometimes I wish I was an octopus so I could slap eight people at once.

I didn't chose to be unhappy.