I’m 5 foot 3 inches, I’m a girl, and I weigh 117 pounds. My dad thinks I need to lose weight. Reblog this if you think he’s wrong please I’m not allowed to eat breakfast anymore
no wait, are you being serious right now
what the hell…
what the fucking hell
omg exact same but its my mum saying so and im 108 pounds
Someone’s probably in love with you right now, even though you think you’re boring and stupid and smell bad most of the time, someone probably saw you last week and wiped their sweaty hands on the insides of their pockets and thought about your body under your clothing and about how you would look asleep in their bed
Thats really creepy
I’m literally going pass out from all the tension of these exams. Everywhere I look theres some crazy metaphorical symbol for me to study, and even when I do, nothing seems to go in and it doesn’t matter how much I do it, its not enough because i know something will come up and i wont know it and Ill panic and itll all be over for me. I can’t stand the idea of disappointing my mum. Moreover, I have something to prove. I need to prove that I’m not the stupid bitch that everyone used to think of me. I want to SUCCEED and be GOOD because i CAN, and thats something noone can take away from me. That success will be MINE, and no amount of hardship or break ups or stupid friends can take that away. And my mum, I know she’ll let it go of her disappointment after a while but even the fact that I made her sad for a minute makes me want to shoot myself right now.
I literally just want to fast forward to summer and smiling and dancing, but right now, all there is stress and anxiety and panic. I can’t take it anymore.