my life, not yours

why do people care about me? why do they care about the facts that i am fat, have bad skin and blue hair? WHY DO THEY MIND??? i just don't get it

the end of an era

it's currently summer and next yeat i will be a senior. i will finish school in less than one year. and to be honest, i am so scared. scared, that my life will go downhill because i have no clue what to do with it. what do i want to become? a teacher? a doctor? i just don't know.

a new beginning

I haven't been blogging for quite some time now, but I've decided I want to get back to writing down my thoughts. I don't want to commit to anything because I just don't know what my life is at the moment to be honest