Darling

I hate when people ask me how I’m doin  I’m fuckin terrible thanks for reminding me.

When I say “please don’t take a picture of me” it’s not because I’m being bitchy and stubborn, it’s because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.

Romanticize your life. Make it into a movie that you’ve always dreamed of. Don’t let no one stop you from making your life enjoyable, not even yourself. Make it beautiful, make it worth living.

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god