IM annabella, or as most know me banana , bananabell (: idc. follow me.
I Hateeee when people just show up at my house and expect i wanna chill. Its like umm if i wanted to hangout ide tell you. gtfo? but how do you tell someone that . ha
so true or that spot on my hips.
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nuuu nuuu hahahaha . they were deff on some drugs.
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Every time a mental or physical problem i have comes to mind it takes me a minute for my mind to explode with all these negative thoughts . The one that gets me the most is “i hate myself” . I don’t want to feel that way , but its always just hanging there. Its like iv’e had these problems so long i just cant find a way to fix them and its all too much.
-i don’t know if anyone reads these rants, but it makes me feel a lot better to get all this off my chest for the first time.
My mom used to get us each a kite for Easter every year. I loved it (:
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screamingbreakmebreakme asked: thank you dear<3 i love youu.
My pet peeve. Cheating . It’s the strangest thing how someone can say they love you but betray you with out any guilt. It’s such a heart renching pain for the one who’s been betrayed in such a disgusting way. Why would you want to hurt the one you love? I can’t answer that personally because ive never cheated on a significant other. Im sure my ex’s could tell you though ha wellll for all you cheaters get some help. And for all you left with broken hearts , they weren’t worth it.
I dont like myself , i dont know how. i wake up in the morning happy sad mad or confused. I waste a few hours doing nothing but over thinking everything. I find myself with friends later getting high so i can worry and over think more things. Often thoughts of , who am i ? what am i doing here? why am i so stupid? Is this how its supposed to be? then i continue on , getting high , having some good laughs . Later i head home, waste some time online where i find my self again drowning in my worries, wants, memories, and hate for the creator of this mind fuck. Then off to sleep where my worries create nightmares and dreams i’ll never catch. wake up. repeat.
these thoughts go through my mind every day. this is the first time they have left my mind, please don’t judge them. Thats how they got that way.
-amr
