heres a thumbs up for yesterday & today.

i can't stand your lying.

i still want the all red 1987 cadillac fleetwood. i have those rims + that steering wheel on my mind. who cares if i'm not black or 65+? and that it's a v8 so it'll get shitty gas milage? it's beautiful & i'd be pimpin'.

i want to peel the skin away, peel it back up off my face, all the words and empty promises release them.

my sisters birthday is today. shes now 13.
i made out for the first time when i was her age..
i feel so old thinking "god i remember 7th grade like it was yesterday"
if shes getting older the boys are getting older and if the boys are getting older... oh god.

"i wish i was an only child"
"i wish you were an only child too"
"good im glad we have something in common"

nice way to completely judge my life and then be 10x worse not even a year later.

i miss... security.

last night this nice guy asked for my number and i told him upfront that im not interested romantically but would hang out with him as a friend. i really should have told him i'm only cute because its dark and im not as all-together and intelligent as i appear and youre going to hate me in a week anyways but thats okay because ill expect it.

"you just have to keep the mindset that every guy that you hang out with either wants to date you or get in your pants."

fuck.