My birthday is tomorrow and I'm dreading the fact that I'll be 17.

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart
i carry it in my heart

- e.e. cummings.

Tomorrow is too close and I don't want it to come.

I'm not gunna bitch on here because it's pointless. Pretty much, life is good. And I'm really happy right now. Goodbye.

Photoshoot tomorrow! I'm so excited and nervous.

I'm so sick of everyone. Don't expect me to call you or IM you or anything. If you want to talk to me or hang out, you make the plans. You figure everything out. bye.

Life is one big beauty contest. Well, fuck your fascist standards of beauty. You're all hideous on the inside. I want no part of this.

I hate how boys want my g00d135.

death by bikini wax

i don't even know.