I wish I was strong enough to tell my dad how horrible he is and leave.

Fuck having tumblr when the whole dashboard is filled with whiney 12 year olds writing depressing posts about how their life is over cause they missed out on one direction tickets. Seriously, calm yo farm.. So many people have so less fortunate than you are.. Consider yourself lucky. 

I can’t ask my mother about anything anymore. It’s like now that I’m 18 I’m automatically suppose to know everything. I can’t even create conversation without her snapping at me. Ugh.

A girl from my school met effy from skins in London. Oh wow.

Sozzzz… Belly button obsession…

Lazy day!

It’s my childhood best friends birthday next week and I keep trying to find her the perfect present for her special 18. Yet I’m not even celebrating with her as I’m not invited… Why do I bother?

What do thin girls wish for?

My brothers girlfriend looks exactly like Miranda Kerr. Whoaaaa.

My new wallet is really pretty.

I know it sounds absolutely clique… But I wish you coud go back in time and relive a moment, a feeling, a friendship. Through time and effort i understand that you could try to recreate those times and be happy again and if I was to do that, I wouldnt have to sit on my keyboard, typing about how I miss certain people… But I just know, or am scared of going to so much effort only to be haunted by the memories if the past. So for now, I’ll just have to live with the ‘what could have been’s’…

I am seriously beginning to hate my job