Instead of making me feel like shit all the time about being depressed, why don’t you ask me what’s wrong? Why don’t you try to help? But no. Instead, you sit there & yell at me & tell me how shitty of a person I am & how you’re sick of me. Thanks alot. You really know how to make someone feel like shit.

It makes me so sad to think that I’ll never own a class ring of my own, I’ll never go to my own senior prom, & I won’t be graduating with the kids I’ve known since pre-k.

Life sucks.

saraeliseawkberg: LMAO OMG.

I just wanna say it. I wanna scream it in your face.

I’m not happy anymore.

Now THAT is a quality photo. That is something actually worth reblogging. Beautiful. This seriously needs more notes.

I find toned arms and nice teeth to be very sexy.

I'm Charlea, and I live in Myrtle Beach, SC. I'm fifteen, and a sophomore in high school.