make the blue a part of you
i’m getting rid of all of that red

hey i am going to paint because he said we were and i am going to do what i said i was going to do!

i am discovering things about me and i am thnakful 

he y this is my favourite photo Of All Time and i don’t even know who that girl is :( is it olga 
who is it
i’ve loved this pic since highschool

i am reall sorry

do you know what its like to take care of a hundred different children inside of you i am so many different girls and they are all sad and fighting for attention 

i don’t want to be the chameleon and i don;t want to be this fluid i want to stay the same for long enough to remember myself as someone and not as “someone else” :( it is so weird to look a pictures from a year ago or even a few months ago and feel like i am myself but living in different segments of who i am i don;t know what it means or why i am like this

what the FUCK

i dont have any of these things any more i don’t have the painting i don’t have the hair i don’t have the body i don’t have the dress i don’t have the same skin the same duvet over the same tights and i don’t have a lip piercing anymore either 

:( i will nevver be this girl again

it’s the worst :( 

two years ago i had hip-length thick black shiny nice nurtured hair and now i have barely shoulder length stringy hair that looks like a knock off barbie hair :(

i want pretty hair :(

(Source: kinder-care)