who actually gives a fuck?
"let your freak flag fly." -celia, weeds.
we're all our own person, who God wants us to be; that should be enough to make anyone confident. we all need to stop conforming to what seems "cool". we call ourselves original, but yet we're walking around with a group of friends all dressed the same and obsessing over the same top 40 song we heard. i probably don't seem cool to a lot of people, but i'm starting my junior year as ME. i'm taking the idgaf attitude to a whole new level. i'm sick and tired of going to desperate measures to follow every new trend that happens and still not feeling like i fit in anywhere. helllllo. i learned in elementary school that having the "in" clothes does not at all make you cool. it just allows you to have that allusion, before you're crushed once more. this post got really depressing really quickly, didn't it?
only God can rightly judge who we are.
oh, by the way...
i hope she gives you herpes, you motherfuckingbastard.
don't ever think you can waltz on over to me any longer and expect me to walk away with you again. i'm no longer the naive girl you once knew. karma never forgets.
