• I'm completely lost in life. I'm still young and naiive and fragile. I see the good in people that anyone else would overlook. I try way too hard to please those who don't deserve it and push away those who do. I'm incredibly fucked up and alone. And I'm slowly realizing that life is way too short to be giving up already. My name is Diva, and I will be the person I have always dreamed about being. //
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Hi, I’m Diva.

I’m a hopeless romantic. I care way too much about what people think. I push everyone I’ve ever gotten close to, away. I lie about how I really feel because I’m completely terrified it’s the wrong thing. I don’t speak my mind. I’m a mean person and I treat the people I care about like shit. I run away from my problems. I have nothing going for me except for the fact that I work for $7.47 a hour part-time for Victoria’s Secret. I make less that $600 a month. I am flat broke. My bank acct. consists of $23. I am overweight. I struggle everyday with my insecurities. I have never thought I was more that cute. I try to please everyone before even considering myself. I am completely alone. Being in a relationship scares the shit out of me. I hate commitment. I’m old-fashioned. I believe in fairy tales. I’ve lost anyone who I have ever considered a friend to me. I am beginning to hate myself. My dad said I was a mistake and I believe him. I won’t amount to much of anything. I hurt people when I’m hurt. I pretend like I know everything. I act tough so I won’t get hurt. I cut myself almost daily now to escape all of my problems. I’ve become a pothead just to escape my own mind. I cry myself to sleep every single night. I’m completely and utterly useless. Whenever I look in the mirror, I think of a million reasons why I shouldn’t be alive. I’m easily hurt. I hate planning anything out because I’m so scared of being rejected. I try so hard to smile. I can’t remember the last time I was genuinely happy for more that a hour. I’m for the most part, materialistic. I’m a coward. I’m scared of my own emotions. I don’t know much of any emotion besides sadness. I wish I could just disappear sometimes. I have no idea why I’m around anymore. Even my own boyfriend was fed up and annoyed with me. I try so hard to fit in. I hate being alone… My heart hasn’t fully healed from a guy I dated almost 2 years ago. Nothing in my life is constant. I have no confidence in myself. I feel like a chameleon sometimes, just blending in with the background.

I just want to be wanted and needed just like I want and need you. I’m sorry… 

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fragile-but-unbroken:

chrisbreeh:

moralist:


A picture in 365 slices. Each slice is one day of the year.

this had 1k notes a couple hours ago…

THATS FUCKING COOL

those are tiny slices bro
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