I crave attention. I hate to admit it but seriously I have a problem. I’ve been like this my whole life. Growing up all the way through high school, I played sports and that met that need. You know, playing in front of a crowd and them cheering if I did something good or if our team won. There’s…
I just want to smile genuinely again
I’m still broken..
Seriously? I’m the same exact person that you met. And knowing that I am working on quitting, and still looking down on me? Seriously? That shit hurts.
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Makes me happy..but at the same time, it breaks my heart.
I love it when people are affectionate with me. I like when they always invite me places, or text me, or call call me, I wouldn’t even mind if they blew up my fb wall with hearts and what not. I would rather have that person than someone who makes me text them first all the time and replies back like 10 fucking minutes later.