Anonymous: Do you think people stalk you some times? oh, and you're pretty...
I don’t believe I have a stalker, but thank you kindly.
Anonymous: I want to see more of you. Instagram just isn't enough. More like the photos here.
Depends on who this is…
Anonymous: I like your blog. What does XXI mean?
Thank you! And the XXI is my age in Roman numerals :)
I’m unsure what to do. I let everyone walk all over me and use me, but I can’t ever stick up for myself. For once it’d be nice to meet someone that puts even an ounce of effort that I pour out. Someone that wants to be with me even if I have nothing to offer. I’m fucking miserable. I’m constantly picked on and laughed at. It hurts.
"There are many people that pretend they are happy… Because they are ashamed and frightened and don’t have the guts to admit it."
Charles Bukowski (via vamoose)
