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so my goal is to clear up my skin by my birthday...
my next goal is to work out...not unrealistically so, just so that i am happy with my body and not so selfconcious...it's fucking up my love life...yeah the one i don't have...and it's pushing me away from some friends ...either because of their views or their beauty, i feel like a boy...i want to feel pretty...this is not a time for those of you who love me to show it and tell me that i'm beautiful...i don't hate who i am...i just don't feel comfortable in my own skin...i will...and i have something to work for so it's okay...i'm not sitting here crying or throwing up my food...i just want to wear a short skirt again and feel damn good about it...i'm sexy..no i really am...totally and i know you all want me so it's cool but i want to trim up ...it's a stacy thing...
i love working at disney...it's not always heaven but i'm happy...
as for him...we are talking...hanging out even and i'm not the driving force...there is a greater intervention than me...
i saw 12th night....good times...i love seeing theatre...i may have to stop doing it so that i can go and enjoy it cause i miss it.
it seems like everyone i know is starting to get hungry for attention....maybe they always were and i'm just noticing it but i think the moon is doing weird things...
there is a booth ghost...its a nice man...we get along fine...
you still make me smile...it's just that sometimes i wish i understood myself better too...i get confused and so i back off for a while...
i hate who he is...i wish he wernt around...and in a way he's not...jack ass, mother fucking bastard, and his boyfriend
i hope they make each other miserably happy for the rest of their vain lives.
you don't suprise me, that's the biggest problem. you are young and now that you are aware of that you are compensating for it. Stop making excuses and blaming yourself...live your life stop commenting on it...do what you want to do because it's what you want to do and not because you are escaping or showing off...there is something about you that i can't set that i see potential in...but you have pushed it down behind so much self love that i can't even see it anymore. don't forget me...don't pretend it never happened...i don't know where i stand anymore and i'm sorry i was mad but...there was a part of me that was very angry that she invited you to my house after what she did...i can't explain myself...i don't want anyones interpretation of me on this subject either. i'm sorry i don't.
my next goal is to work out...not unrealistically so, just so that i am happy with my body and not so selfconcious...it's fucking up my love life...yeah the one i don't have...and it's pushing me away from some friends ...either because of their views or their beauty, i feel like a boy...i want to feel pretty...this is not a time for those of you who love me to show it and tell me that i'm beautiful...i don't hate who i am...i just don't feel comfortable in my own skin...i will...and i have something to work for so it's okay...i'm not sitting here crying or throwing up my food...i just want to wear a short skirt again and feel damn good about it...i'm sexy..no i really am...totally and i know you all want me so it's cool but i want to trim up ...it's a stacy thing...
i love working at disney...it's not always heaven but i'm happy...
as for him...we are talking...hanging out even and i'm not the driving force...there is a greater intervention than me...
i saw 12th night....good times...i love seeing theatre...i may have to stop doing it so that i can go and enjoy it cause i miss it.
it seems like everyone i know is starting to get hungry for attention....maybe they always were and i'm just noticing it but i think the moon is doing weird things...
there is a booth ghost...its a nice man...we get along fine...
you still make me smile...it's just that sometimes i wish i understood myself better too...i get confused and so i back off for a while...
i hate who he is...i wish he wernt around...and in a way he's not...jack ass, mother fucking bastard, and his boyfriend
i hope they make each other miserably happy for the rest of their vain lives.
you don't suprise me, that's the biggest problem. you are young and now that you are aware of that you are compensating for it. Stop making excuses and blaming yourself...live your life stop commenting on it...do what you want to do because it's what you want to do and not because you are escaping or showing off...there is something about you that i can't set that i see potential in...but you have pushed it down behind so much self love that i can't even see it anymore. don't forget me...don't pretend it never happened...i don't know where i stand anymore and i'm sorry i was mad but...there was a part of me that was very angry that she invited you to my house after what she did...i can't explain myself...i don't want anyones interpretation of me on this subject either. i'm sorry i don't.