She is so pretty! :O

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saintdoriangray:

quick someone fall in love with me so i can say that we found love

in a

popeless

place.

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igualizei:

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I know people are worse off, but this is me and everyone has problems big or small. I can feel myself getting back into that sad, crying all the time cycle. I can’t help it, i’,m trying so hard. I go to school everyday and get critisised for things i say or do, things that people shouldn’t be critised for. (Like something i like to listen to, or a statment about a song) I feel like i’m always wrong. That nothing i say matters. I’m at a point now where I talk as little as possible so I can’t be put down. Doesn’t always work though, there’s always something. I come home then and to be honest it’s the same. Critisism for things like not talking enough and being moody or talking to much and being loud. To things like not being in a happy mood today or cleaning the counter even though I did all the dishes that day. I cook lunch for my brothers when my parents aren’t home every single day. Not once have I ever got a thank you from anyone. I just get told i should be doing what i’m doing. I feel like the only time i’m not being put down is when I’m sleeping. Do they think they’re helping me by saying these things? Is it a “because I care”? situation? Are they trying to make me a ‘better person’? In my opinion- which might be wrong- i’m nice to people, i try to make other people happy when I can. Am i a bad person? Maybe. At the moment though i feel depressed, i feel like people take advantage of me trying to keep everyone happy. Under-pressure, like nobody cares. I feel depressed. i know people are worse off, but this is me and everyone has problems big or small. I dread Mondays because i know that i’ll have to get up, smile through this then go back to sleep and repeat. I’ve reached a point where i seriously wonder what the point of getting up is anymore. It’s too hard and lets be honest, who would care? I mean some would, when they miss having someone there to be their punching bag, but really, who would say “God, i wish she was here” or ” I hope she’s ok”. Because to be honest. I’m nothing special and i’m really tired of trying to convince myself I’m alright, when i’m just not.

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daisyfaerie:

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