girls are much more than what they seem. they're more than just the makeup, the clothes, the shoes, the bags, the sunglasses, the outside. they're more than just whiny bitches. we're so much more.. too bad some boys can't understand. a girl's life is a bitch itself. on a daily basis we deal with bitches, backstabbers, lies, boyfriends, crushes, exes, appearance, insecurity, bullying and so much more. everyday we wake up, we have to shower. we have to fix our hair. then, we have to get dressed. we spend hours infront of our mirror for you. making sure we look good. then we have to apply make up. while doing all this, there's so much to consider.. especially gossipers and guys. if something's too short, they'll call us a whore. something's too long, they'll call us ugly. we go through buckets full of ice cream because we've had way too many broken hearts. we cry because bitches wanna hate and boyfriends wanna bitch. we can't complain because we don't wanna be annoying. we trust people, then they end up stabbing us in the back. we learn stuff the hard way. every guy out there making a period joke, like are you for real? no. just because you're being a little bitch and pissing me off doesn't mean i'm on my period. get over it. we get hurt multiple times, and keep running back to the same people. we love hard, and hurt hard. we care too much. we're never understood. we go through so much trouble when you don't even notice. we listen to songs till five in the morning and fall asleep to it just because it reminds us of you. we try so hard to impress you, while dealing with all that's said about us. after everything, we sit our asses down on tumblr and reblog everything that reminds us of you. we spill our guts out to our bestfriends who've probably had enough of you. we go on facebook and we check your profile a million times, and go through all your pictures. even if we have seen them all before. we hear what people say about us, and sometimes we break inside. but no matter what, even after everything, we have to come out strong. we have to put a big smile on our faces and pretend like everything's ok. we have to act nice towards the haters, even knowing everything that they said about us. we love even though we know we shouldn't. and we wait for something that'll never happen. but no matter what, we manage to act like everything's fine, even though everything's falling apart. that's a day in a girl's life. imagine dealing with all that everyday. we're so much more than what you think. so much more than what we seem. we love hard, and hurt hard.
people tend to make comments to me about me being bisexual, saying how it’s just a phase and I’ll get past that eventually, but really, i find both men and woman attractive. GET OVER IT. it’s my life, let me love who I want :)
4549) Every time I log in to Tumblr beautiful girls are on my dash. They have the most perfect hair, figure, eyes, clothes, features. Everything about them is just so fucking pretty. Everything they do in the photos is so fucking pretty. I know it's been set up with a tripod and a camera, or edited or what fucking not but each time I see a photo like that, I fall apart a little bit more. I want to be like one of them girls, so fucking bad. I want that to be reality. My reality. Not a fucking picture. I want it all so badly now. I think I'm going insane. I don't like my life, it's boring. It is not fucking pretty.
Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself Day 02- The meaning behind your Tumblr name Day 03- A picture of you and your friends Day 04- A habit that you wish you didn’t have Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to Day 06- Favorite super hero and why Day 07- A…