Alexis. Orlando. Procrastinator. Psychonaut. Trance. Late nights. Netflix. Gloving. Friends.
Everyone here is so fake, and insincere. Like, who do you think you are? Did your parents raise you to be that rude? who taught you guys any manners? Im so blessed to have the amazing friends that I do back home and I wouldnt trade them for the world!! <3 they are the people who keep me sane. It hasnt even been 24 hours and I cant wait to get back down south. No way in hell Im moving back up here. EVER.
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7 months ago
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I feel like I’m going to be alone forever. It blows my mind that I even have friends sometimes. If all I can see in myself are my flaws it makes me wonder how anyone else can see more then that. What is it they see? I truly hate myself, I wish I could change. Ive TRIED to change. But it never makes a difference. Because deep down you are who you are, and people never really change, they just cover up who they really are. I just wish I was a better person. I wish I was a happier person. I wish I could say I was proud of who I’ve become.
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