Krichelle's
She finally gave up. She dropped the fake smile as a tear ran down her cheek, she whispered to herself, I Cant do this anymore

Sunday, January 23, 2011

The tears are coming, so please stay with me.


This is how I look now with my dumb hair.
I wondered to myself why I even care how people think about me. Then I realised, things just get more and more complicated when I grew up. When we were young we wouldn't even care about anything. Even when ice cream is all over our face or we would just wear anything we first saw in our wardrobe. It was all so simple back then. Only till we grew up, fell in love, hurt, lose, humiliate, get dumped. I became so so self conscious. I don't know if it's because I have low self-esteem or that the world is just so complicated. People judge. You eat, you're fat. You don't eat you're a freak. You read, you're a nerd, you don't read, you're dumb. You let someone in, you're easy. You don't let someone in, you're too uptight. You smoke, they think you're acting cool. You don't smoke, they call you a loser. You've had sex, you're a slut. You haven't had sex, you're a frigid little bitch. It's like what the fuck, we can never please anyone. So why even try? People say everyone's equally special and important, but why do we get ranked and shit. Because life isn't fair. Fuck you guys. That's why we compare ourselves to others!

This so so so sweet. Do we even get this nowadays?