There's good that lies withing us all. I completly and honestly believe that. I think when you stop believing that, that's when you loose hope as well.
I'm unconfortable, and I'm awkward around people. I get nervous talking to the boy I like. I dyed my hair black (by the way) and I am really really happy.
I get so nervous talking to people, because I know that I'm not pretty, they know that I'm not pretty. And we're both kind of just thinking that awkwardly. =/
Hey, I really like you. And I uh really . . . like you. But, I'm not the kind of girl to fall in love. You can leave now if you want. Everyone else does.
heartsandjuiceboxes is a 15 year old from somewhere in the universe.
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The name . . . well, who really needs a name? I prefer to be who I am, and not just a word. So, I think that sums this all up :] message me. I like that.