about to smoke some grass
why do u have grass in a cup
why don’t you mind ur own business
There’s so much pressure. You gotta be sexy, cute, you gotta be nice, you gotta be all these things. They tell me what to wear, how to look, what I should say, how I should be. Until recently, I had given into that pressure. I lost sight of who I was. I listened to opinions of people and I tried to change who I am because I thought that others would accept me for it. And I realized that I don’t know how to be anything but myself.
otps + favorite moments: everlark
Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry.
romeo thought juliet deleted her blog so he deleted his and she was so sad she deleted for real