i hope that people read what i wrote to them. nobody in particular, but i hope at least one person reads it and takes it in. writing on dollar bills makes me happy. especially when i write warm, kind, reassuring messages on them.
it’s sad to see people’s bliss. they don’t even give it a chance or have hope for anything. i’m guessing that they don’t see the big picture. maybe something happened at one time, but i don’t see why you just give up. one thing doesn’t mean it’s all wrong, you were wrong, it’s wrong, i’m wrong. i feel like i’m not, so there. i can still live life to the fullest with thinking the way i do.
4292.) I'm a slut because I'll wear shorts and a tank top. I'm a bitch because I don't let you push me around. I'm a liar because I won't tell you everything. I'm stupid because sometimes I'm wrong. I'm ugly because my face isn't perfect. I'm a whore because I like boys. I'm annoying because I'm not chill enough. I'm a loser because I'm not friends with your group. I'm fake because most of the time I'm happy. I'm weird because I'm not like you. I'm controlling because I get mad. Sometimes I'm clingy because I like being around people. I'm greedy because I like to be satisfied. I'm naive because I'm younger than you. I'm conceited because I'm proud of who I am. I'm rude because my manners aren't perfect. I'm unappreciative because I don't praise you. Don't tell me who I am because I already know.