"but why would you want someone who treated you like that?"

and my answer is always “I don’t know” because I don’t fucking know but it’s ok because now I have someone who treats me amazing. : ‘3

I really

don't want to fuck up something that will be good for me because I cant make up my mind. Why is it so hard? either I can be happy with someone amazing and sweet or be miserable wanting someone I can never have. Your call Helga. But I guess I kind of already know what I'm going to choose.

I will never let myself be that person again

never never never never never

i’m going nowhere but up.

this is the kind of shit i'd write 4 years ago

“For the past while my mind set is “whats wrong with you, why would anyone want you, you’re ugly.”
Thats how everyone makes me feel.
I’m at the point where I wont even make a move on a guy if I’m drunk.
Everyone wants one of my friends but never me and when someone did want me I tried to take it slow but he only thought I wanted to be friends because of it.”

no wonder im a fucked up slut now.

looking at pictures of me from when i started university makes me want to vomit because i was so disgusting looking

no wonder no one wanted me.

it's ok. shit like that motivates me to be a hot betch.

I don't think i will ever properly be able to "be" with someone.

oh well that's the least of my worries right now or should be anyway.

This week

Tomorrow: laundry, maybe visit nona, work 4-10

Wednesday: Kyle comes (TBA plans)

Thursday: Last pub at humber

Friday: Meet with BOLD magazine. Go to boston pizza with co workers and kyle and drink a fish bowl then TBA

Saturday: My birthday party

Sunday: Cuddle all day