It’s like being inside a glass fucking ball. You can see everything outside. And you know it’s beautiful. But you can’t break through.
Anonymous asked: I heard that your eyebrow game was on point today, can you confirm or deny this?
I think, possibly. One of the worst feelings in the world, is knowing someone you care so much about is hurting. And you can’t help. And I don’t mean physically. I mean mentally. Something I genuinely can not fix. I wish people realised just how beautiful they are and that everyone has a place is this world. Through the hurting, through the fire and wilderness. There is a home. For you.
Anonymous asked: do you have bordeline personality disorder?
Hahahha what?! Why an earth would you ask that?
Anonymous asked: just been looking back through your pictures of yourself, you look so much prettier / skinnier / yourself ( not that Ive ever met you lol) with shorter hair! xxxxxxx
Oh gosh. Don’t say that because I really wanna cut it all off! Although in all fairness. I actually was skinnier then! I’d lost a bunch of weight and over the past year it’s gone back on. But I’m finally back to eating well and hitting the gym so hopefully my face will look like that soon just with longer hair :)
I just don’t understand how people can have such little care for other people’s feelings. How can you beg for me and then ignore me for a week and kick off when I don’t speak to you one night we’re in the same place. This is your fault. Not mine. You can not treat me like shit and get angry at me not speaking to you. You fucking hypocrite. Get out of my life. How can I care so much about an utter dickhead.