I look so fucking happy…bring me back
Follow HIM he is looking for a tumblr girlfriend and boyfriend
He wants to be nice to them and make them famous
He is choosing out of only new followers
Honestly nothing hurts more then to remember the way you used to look at me, like I was the best thing that ever happened to you. Now you hardly make eye contact. I wish I was still your world.
I wonder what it feels like to be skinny, and thin, and wake up in the morning in nothing but a t-shirt, undies, messy hair, that ‘just woke up look’ and still have someone think I’m hot, to have guys look at me, to have guys want to be my boyfriend, to have girls be jealous of my body, to feel my hipbones and collarbones, to feel confident in a bikini, to sit down and not feel fat everywhere, to not rub out the thighs in my jeans, to need a smaller size in the store, I wonder what its like to look in the mirror and like what I see, and not want to break the mirror. Pretty much, I just want to be beautiful. I could go on forever..









