Adding memories throughout the year and then read on New Years Eve
i love this, here’s to the jars of memories for the rest of my life
who am i kidding…i am not smart. why do i even think otherwise. why is my one stupid stupid decision the beginning of this never ending failure at life.
prom sucked i wish i got a redo, a redo of both dresses, a redo of my “omg i can’t believe this is happening” attitude junior year, a redo of my “fuck prom, fuck mau, fuck everyone” attitude senior year,having to drink to enjoy senior prom, being a pushover most of junior prom, just idk whenever i think of prom today, i just shake my head. I wish John and I didn’t go with each other because we both didn’t have a date, I wish he went with some girl he wanted to go with and make her night beautiful, because i sure as hell was not even close to wanting to go to that prom and feel special. Just once i’d like to put on a pretty dress and have someone be like “wow” and than have the perfect night that I imagined. Prom should be that one excuse a girl has to want a guy to not take his eyes off of her.
(Source: millionmontana, via thebollywoodbarbie)
