If I met a tall guy that drove a pickup truck, loved to fish, and loved country music I would be sold.

wonderstruck-scarecrow:

I am sold :)

od3sta:

thegleefulhouseelf:

im-a-walking-paradox:

hey canadians have fun at school tomorrow

hey americans have fun paying your health care

stop guys we’re friends remember

(via itsryannwithtwons)

I’m so lost.

I don’t know how I feel.
I don’t know what I want.
I need to k ow how you feel.
I need someone to talk to.
I need to get out of my house.
Away from all of the crazy bullshit that comes along with my family.
School needs to stop stressing me the fuck out.

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you make me feel like a real life ana steele. 

just don’t know how to feel or what to do. 

miserably happy. 

impossibly happy.

But I won’t let it end like that. 

(via sempergomez)

(via sempergomez)

When someone compliments me,

I usually don’t agree with them. I’m not trying to fish for more compliments, but I simply don’t agree with them. I don’t know why, but I can’t seem to see myself the way they do. If they see me as cute, I don’t see myself as someone who’s cute. If they see me as pretty, I just don’t see myself as someone pretty. I honestly can’t look myself as the way as they do. It’s just that my self esteem has gone down a lot over the years.

(via solidchickster)

babydretexas:

or both?

babydretexas:

or both?

Have you ever been so upset you just completely broke down alone by yourself. Your parents can’t tell and nor can your friends because you hide it behind a smile. You know you’re not okay. Yet again, no one knows how you feel and you don’t bother telling them because they have their own lives to deal with. So you store all your problems, all your sorrow, all your tears, all your hurt and all your pain. You’ll take it out some other day, but not today.. Today’s not the day. Because here’s to the nights you dealt with more than you bargained for. All those sleepless nights crying so hard you couldn’t breathe. To the nights you couldn’t wait till everybody grew up because you were sick of them judging you. To all those nights you wished things would just get better. To all those good nights that turned to bad. To all those nights you wished you were older. To those nights that unfortunately came too soon.

(via takeitorleaveitiamwhoiam)