I can’t find myself trying to fit in. I can’t try to be someone I’m not. I’m not going to pretend to be those girls who’s okay with everything that’s going on. No, I have to change things. I have my own want’s and my need’s. I have my own way of doing things, and my own way of thinking for what is right and what is wrong. Although, a lot of my wrong takes over my thoughts late a night, I try to block it out. I try to tell myself that tomorrow, I will do better things to make up for it. But no matter what, no matter how much good I try to do. It seems like nothing will ever cover up the whole in my heart. Nothing will ever close it like a bandage. I wish I had someone to accept me for my mistakes, as well as the person that I am. .. but I swear. If I ever spilled my heart out to anyone, and the truth to everyone, I would be looked at terribly . Because the truth is that I’m a terrible person. 

& I deserve the worst that is for me.

@starvingblackartist

The past is such a wonderful thing, that I try to keep but it’s time to move on and add new ones to the bigger picture #intheprocess (Taken with instagram)

As for right now, I always get back to this state of mind.

I don’t need a boyfriend, I don’t want one. 

Just don’t need that stress on top of stress.

Feeling like shit but idgaf

I’ve been on Tumblr for a long ass time.. and lately I’ve been noticing really young tumblr bloggers. Do bloggers just keep getting younger or am I getting older ?

I started this thing in 09. Shit. What have I done with these three years of my life ?

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LOL