For me I know it’s time for change. I’m tired of myself, and my habits. I need to change, I need better ways. It’s always the same thing, I say I will do something, I’ll be better. But I just do the complete opposite. I want to be different I want to be happy with myself. I want to change, so my family won’t be disappointed and won’t see my as such a failure. 

I also want to show you what you’re missing. I want be skinny. I seriously want to be skinny more than anything, and for my skin to be flawless. I want this, I crave it. I will get there.

Fuck, he’s so cute.

I want to be this.

justinancheta:

DJ Okawari | A Cup of Coffee (04:34)

can you like be mine? lol

I’m always at that point where I want to give up. I just want to go away to somewhere foreign. And forget everything, I really want to start somewhere new. But it’s always to late for that. 

I need to forget and move on. 

Stop reminiscing.

Constantly drowning in my lies, my fears, and my tears. Who knew one can hurt for so long? It’s the little things. Constantly reminding me of you. For once, I wish you were non existent to me, I wish you never showed up in my life. It would make things so much easier for me. I don’t want such a burden in my life. 

Yet you make me feel like nothing.

Especially when it’s those unexpected ones, one day you were all fine and then all of the sudden BAM. All of the sudden, He’s gone. He’s no longer part of your days, or your nights. He’s not the one saying ” Goodnight sweets dreams babe” Theres no more random ” I love you’s” the teasing or play fighting. It’s all yesterday, no longer your tomorrow. At first, It’s just hard as fuck. You have things telling you in your mind like ” No he wouldn’t leave you like this” ” He’ll be back he loves you, don’t back down yet” After a while you start to notice he’s not coming back.