tomorrow’s a new dayy

i always expect too much from boys and then end up getting hurt. and letting go of something but knowing it will never come back is the hardest part. 

i’ll never make the same mistake again

meet the perfect boy, make the perfect mistake, life is no longer perfect. 

why me :(

When you wanted to be with me, I didn’t want anything to do with you. Now that you’re with someone else, I’m miserable. I’d do anything for you to know how I really feel. :/ 

my life’s a joke.

forensics class will be the death of me.. how ironic.