Knowing you’ll never be good enough is one of the hardest things.

Today my English teacher that tried to get me suspended on Tuesday was like “Carly can I speak with you after class” and in my mind I was like holy fucking balls wtf does she want now and she started speaking to me and was like “from everything I gathered about you and how hard your parents are on you and how hard it is that they’re divorced and how you’ve been acting up lately and your grades are dropping I was thinking that maybe you should see a guidance counselor, we have people here at the school you can talk to…” 

like do i really come off that mentally unstable or like what like idk if i should be happy that she cares or a little insulted that she thinks I’m a head case 

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IDK

I wish there was a way to show you my tumblr to show you what you’re doing to me and how much you actually mean to me without you thinking I’m a complete and total head case.

My teacher today: Girls please stop talking, today has not been a good day and my head is about to explode.

me: so is my uterus 

I think since I already went through the pain of losing you once, now that you’re leaving me again… I just don’t care. 

And that scares me. Alot.

I just want to stop feeling this way

facing the fact that I will never be cute lmfao

I finally understand what this feeling is that hit me yesterday. It’s the first time I have felt it in so long. The hole in my chest felt like it filled up with something and I finally know what it is…

hope.