miquel*, and this is really sweet of you but no thanks. i love miquel
all day today i’ve felt like crying (but i didnt and i composed myself like a sane girl and i held everything in all day) and i dont even know why, if im so content with the flow of my life.
maybe because im a fucking idiot for not looking for my art teacher and giving her my piece and getting a frikin zero. or maybe its because i’ve been terribly worried about my friend. or maybe because i have a bad headache because of these things. or maybe its because i dont know how to make miquel notice that he should treat me like he used to. OR MAYBE ITS ALL THESE FUCKING SHITS COMBINED AND THEN LOOK AT THE FUCKING PICTURE I FOUND ON THIS STUPID, WASTE-OF-MY-LIFE WEBSITE CALLED TUMBLR: 
I WILL SOON BECOME OBESE AND DEPRESSED
pigfarts-pigfarts-here-i-come:
yknow how a blog is just an internet diary, imagine spending like twelve hours a day just writing stupid shit in your diary what the fuck are we even doing
what the fuck are we even doing
