Rebecca. 21. Artist. Designer. Friend. Goofball. Thinker. Car Fanatic. Lover.
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HAHAHA.
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ahh, this is a beaut.
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i can’t explain how much i love this song. it makes me feel like i can do anything and nothing that is upsetting me right now has any effect on me as a person. it’s weird how just a remix of a song can have this much impact on me, but it just does. i feel weightless, like i can handle anything life throws at me. forget about those who treat me badly and embrace the ones that are always there. i just want to go and hug everybody, and throw my shyness on the ground and step over it. this song makes me feel so good inside. you better believe this song will be on repeat for a while.
I JUST WANT BOOBS!
screw this asian gene!
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OHMYGOD.
i’m always the one that has to come visit someone. i’m always the one who has to feel obligated to do things. i’m always the one doing the chasing, to text first, to initiate hanging out. why am i the one ALWAYS doing this? if all of you sorry asses care about me so much. freaking prove it. i’m sooo tired of all this. i feel like i’m a nice person, so why are people so fucking retarded towards me. SERIOUSLY.
i constantly worry what people see me as. i worry about my skin, my face, my body, my hair, how i talk to people, pretty much everything. i don’t like what i look like almost all the time and i always worry about what everyone else is thinking. i freaking hate it. it makes me nervous and awkward to be around. i know if i just be myself, i wouldn’t be like this, but i can’t get past this stupid shyawkwardstupid barrier that’s holding me back. when did this wall get built?…
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