He’s not gonna come after you. He’s going to find a girl that “appreciates” him. If you act all damaged, he’s going to find a “normal” girl. If you move away from him, he isn’t going to grab you, hug you tight and make you kiss him. He’s going to think you’re not into him. This isn’t a movie. That stuff doesn’t happen in real life. Learn how to deal with boys in reality before they find another girl who will.

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who am i 

i used to think it was so stupid when people would say that. Like what do you mean you don’t know who you are? you’re trying to “find yourself ? Sounds stupid and dramatic. I never thought i’d find myself asking myself who i am. Shouldn’t we know who we are? Why the fuck is everything always so complicated. Why do i let people’s insensitive judgmental comments get to me. i allow myself to get to such a place of turmoil. Do i like myself? why do i do the things i do. I don’t even know. I used to feel comfortable writing on here and just letting my thoughts pour into this. I cant even do that anymore. I feel so out of place. who the fuck am i. Part of me is annoyed with myself for being so melodramatic and the other half just feels utterly confused and sad. So much sadness. The annoyed part of me yells at me for being so ungrateful. I should be happy. But i’m not. I don’t even know exactly why i’m so sad all the time. Actually, i’m bipolar as fuck. There’s a constant battle inside me. Its like an argument between an irrational dramatic immature depressing teenage kid with the exact opposite. I want to be a happy person. i want to be someone people see as a good well rounded person. but i’m not and i know people don’t see me that way. I want to be able to say i could care less about peoples opinions without lying through my teeth. i just want people to understand where i’m coming from. i want to understand why i feel the things i do. i want to figure myself out and figure out who’s opinions about me truly matter. i hate not knowing, and not having an answer to all my questions frustrates me. i’m so tired. I’m stupid.