RubyyBabyy;

The awkward moment when somebody tells you they like you and your like:

(via sexwithchristinasboobs)

FYI im single nows.

sometimes id like to be someone else.

This is my life. This has all happened, and is still happening to me. Im not looking for sympathy; I’m looking for someone who will agree with me. I’m looking for someone who feels as misled by society as I do.

Society has double standards. Tell me its okay to be myself no matter what- but DONT stare at me as i walk down the street holding tight to my girlfriend; DONT think im “abnormal” because I have colours like purple through my hair; DONT tell me what is and is not socially acceptable- when I’ve always been told to be myself. If i be myself, hell, if E V E R Y O N E is just themselves, society would crash and burn, double standards and all.

Sometimes im not really sure how im suppose to feel. Sometimes I want someone to come along and just tell me what to say, what to do, how to act. I feel like everything I do, as hard as I try, I never really achieve anything. Yes, im 17, I’ve got a diploma in beauty therapy, a professional body piercing license. But I don’t feel as though this has actually achieved me anything. Everyone stresses and worries about death, illness, disability. So what, yeah, these things are different, but they aren’t taboo anymore. Yeah people die. People get sick. people have a disability- they’re d i f f e r e n t . But who isn’t? Answer me that. Who, honestly, can say “yes, im 100% “normal”“. Go on, tell me? 

Not everyone is the same. Not everyone is happy with their life. With themselves.

Some people can handle things better, or worse, than others. And im sick of people constantly telling me that my life is “fucked up” that am im making so many mistakes. That i need guidance from someone with “less drama” that what I’ve got.

My life is exactly that- MY life.

Judge me because i hate my life. Judge me because im not comfortable in my own skin. Judge me because im self conscious. Judge me because i fight with my girlfriend. Judge me just because i don’t have a job.  Judge me because it took me a while to get my license. Judge me because I’ve made mistakes. Judge me because I’ve cheated on a partner. Judge me because i left school early. Judge me on who im friends with. Judge me because i smoke weed. Judge me because i smoke cigarettes. Judge me because i drink alcohol.

Go on; hit me. Call me a ‘Fag’, ‘mistake’, ‘lesbo’, ‘idiot’. Call me all of these things. Knock me down. Slap me across the face. 

Go on; judge me on ALL these things. I don’t care. The one thing which i don’t care about is just that- caring.

I don’t care. 

I try hard, i fail. I expect a lot, im let down. I put myself out there to be shut down. 

So why bother caring.

Go on society, do what you do best. Judge everyone who gets in your way.

So many people do what makes them happy, not caring who they pull down on their way.

So that’s what this is about. Basically, do whatever you want.

People don’t care. People generally are too hurt to care.