whats on my mind ... who i was..or am. dont know.

I hate looking bad. If you look bad you feel bad.. that's just me though. At my school no one dresses up they scrub they don't give a shit... But me i came from schools were it was competition and looks were all that mattered i got bullied because i was looking like a boy in bad clothes. So i changed not for them but for me.. i tried it out maybe i could fit in.. & i did i was so happy i had tons of "friends" If they were real they would have stayed with me through all of this. But nope they didn't so i ended up friendless in a big school were all it mattered was clothes. Now i am in a school where no one cares... & people ask me why i am so dressed up all the time. But that is who i became. It makes me happy when i look good. THAT'S ME. If i could i would were a fancy dress everyday or skirts and such. Not really a fan of jeans , I like rompers though. Any who that's just who i am I NEED to LOOK GOOD in order to FEEL GOOD.

Quote of the day #2

"My sweet child, you were never alone"
"When you look back and see only one set of footprints, know it was when I was carrying you"

Me and then all the other people inside me... DID