my boyfriend’s just told me he wants to move into our own place within the next couple months. i honestly want that more than anything and it’s actually gonna happen. so scared but so happy.

literally can’t wait for the day i get to fall asleep and wake up next to the one i love

my dad just told me to go to hell ha family ey gotta love em

all i wanna do right now is watch movies and cuddle naked

i’m so bloated all the time and i’ve been trying so hard to eat less carbs and fatty stuff cus i know thats what does it, and i’m literally constantly checking whats in food and it’s driving me insane. my family wanna have fish and chips tonight and i said no because i dunno whats in it or how many calories there are. i wanna go back a couple weeks to when i didnt care about that kinda stuff. but if i did then the 10lbs i’m tryna get rid of wont budge. everythings so so annoying right now.

today is just shit. i’m so fucking stressed about everything and after my kind of emotional breakdown last night this is the last thing i need.

and the final thing? probably no one on this fucking website cares or wants to hear this generic bullshit coming from the mind of a 19 year old girl, so why am i even bothering.

i’m so mentally drained. i’m crying at the silliest things and i have no one to talk to. i talk to my boyfriend but theres times when i don’t want to dump all my problems on him, plus he can read me like a book so i don’t need to say anything for him to know. but still. every best friend i’ve ever had has fucked off. and every time it’s somehow my fault? i put everything into trying to make friendships work, if i see someone as a close/best friend i care for them more than i do most people. yet somehow i’m the dickhead or the one that manages to lose friends. i just really don’t understand.