Every time I search for the tag “beautiful” all I see are skinny models and celebrities like megan fox. They’re not the only ones who are beautiful you know.
Like seriously? Just because you do a shit ton of promos doesn’t make you tumblr famous. What should be considered true tumblr fame is the people who gain followers because of their creativity, blog content, personality, and sometimes even looks.
Shit I can’t fucking stand, girls with fake everything. Fake personality, fake tits, fake eyes, fake ass and a fake tan. Bitch you look plastic, motherfucking seriously. I wouldn’t give two fucks if anybody else didn’t like how I looked. I could never change myself, this is what God gave me and I’m working with it, fuck that. Females, ya need to do the same thing, bitch you pale, stay pale that’s probably when you’re most beautiful. You’re tits are small, let them be small. If he loves you he wouldn’t care about your cup size. Your tits are too big? Don’t make them smaller, people pay for your titties bitch. FUCK.
How you can be so close to someone one day, & then the next day, its like they wake up & have no clue who you are. Like their memory of you was erased & then they never talk to you again. No reply, no words said, with no explanation of what went down between you two. Then you’re just kind of left there feeling like shit cause you don’t know what the fuck you did to deserve that. You know what i’ll never really get? Is how they could just make it look so god damn easy forgetting about you.
I have the tendency to always say this when someone apologizes to me. Even when it’s not okay, I still say it. Why? Because I don’t want to push the situation further and further. I don’t want to make it worse than it has to be. But you know what? It’s not okay. What you did, It’s not okay and I’m gonna pretend that it is any more.I know that sometimes it’s best to forgive and forget, but sometimes maybe it’s best just to forget.
The stuff people post on facebook is almost sad, to try and post so many pictures, and comment all this stuff to try and validate they have friends and some weird level of unreal bullshit social status. It’s all so fake. Most of those people don’t even care about you. It’s all for show. People say horrible things about someone 10 feet away, then smile for pictures 5 minutes later. It’s gross. Just because you can take pictures with people doesn’t mean they’re your friends. And just because you wrote on someone’s wall you love them doesn’t mean you even like them. You can have all the profile pictures you want but it doesn’t make you prettier. People need to stop trying so hard and live in the moment. It’s all so false.
The ones with the blonde girls wearing slutty fucking clothes and shit. You’re not a fucking hipster. You’re a dumb twelve year old slut. WHY ARE YOU EVEN BREATHING?
I wish to be one of the beautiful skinny girls. Actually not even that. I just want to look beautiful. Not the fat ass that I am now. I hate how I look, I hate myself and I hate the fact that i’m too fucking lazy to do anything about it. Maybe if I’m beautiful someone would actually love me. That seems to be the only way. And that will never happen.