I have an irrational fear of can openers.

I get uncomfortable when people talk about eyes.

I act like a five year old whenever I’m in an amusement park or aquarium.

I get along better with 13 year olds than adults.

I talk in about 100 different voices and laugh harder at myself than anyone else does.

I’m weird. I’m quirky.

And quite frankly, I’m a lot to handle.

But I wouldn’t change any of that. For anyone or anything.



I don’t wear a lot of makeup, sometimes none. I wear my hair as it dries, some days I forget to brush it. ┬áMy clothes aren’t fancy, most of them are from high school. I rarely wear jewelry, if i do its simple. That’s my version of pretty. There are not enough hours in the day, why would I spend one of them making my hair and face look flawless for just about nobody to notice? Simple is better, less is more. If someone is going to not be my friend because I don’t look perfect everyday, do I even want to be their friend? If a guy doesn’t like me in my yoga pants in class, what will he think of me in sweats and messy hair on a homework Sunday? Don’t get me wrong, I usually always look presentable, I don’t like wearing sweatpants everyday, it makes me feel lazy and not put together. But that’s my choice because of how it makes me feel, not because I want people to think I look good. I believe I get a good number of looks from guys, I don’t need to paint my face with make up and make sure every strand of hair is perfect. I don’t even think they’d think that was attractive. I’m not trying to say looks don’t matter, because we all know they do, even if they shouldn’t. I’m just trying to say my version of beauty is simplicity. I put on the clothes and make up that make me feel good, not the ones that the boys will like the best. I think every girl needs to find a balance that suits them. Dress for yourself. Don’t wear name brands just because other girls are. Don’t wear slutty clothes to catch that boy’s eye if you actually feel really uncomfortable in it. Find out what makes you feel beautiful and never forget that confidence is half the battle.



Things I need to tell myself more often:

You’re remembering it better than it was.

They actually do like you.

She is a great friend.

You are a great friend.

It wasn’t meant to be.

It’s okay to miss them.

You can’t blame him for it.

You can’t blame yourself for it either.

You’re pretty.

It was his mistake, not your fault.

It is okay to make mistakes.

If it makes you happy, thats all that matters.

This is where you should be.

People aren’t out to get you.

He will never be able to be that person for you.

You will end up where you’re supposed to be.

It is okay to be a little intraverted.

It is also okay to need to feel needed.

Their words won’t bring you down.

Being his friend is most important.

You can write about whatever you want.

You are good enough.

You are smart.

You will be successful.

You have the capacity to love with all your heart.

You’re a good person.

You are happy.