April 2012
Anonymous asked: Yay! Are you actually gay? I knew you were there was just something and I was like yep she's lesbian. This is so good. Or is this some April fools joke :/
March 2012
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no
don’t tell me love you,
if that isn’t you,
don’t tell me youll be there,
if that isn’t true.
don’t pretend to want me,
if no feeling’s felt,
don’t start a new problem,
if the last’s not yet been dealt.
don’t hurt me on purpose,
though that’s what you do,
don’t call her again,
say you love her too
don’t walk away...
Anonymous asked: please don't feel ugly, you're beautiful. Also you look like Lykke Li! ^_^
never felt uglier
so typical of me to have a ridiculously huge mental breakdown during year 12. cool.
you know, i don’t as much want a boyfriend.
i just want someone who’s always in my bed, to cuddle, bang.. i dno.
but that’s all. we wouldn’t even need to talk.
blah.
Anonymous asked: nope, im just telling you. are you her or something
Anonymous asked: someones faking you on fb called lauren joy shes using your pictures and all.
Anonymous asked: someone on your fb is impersonating you with the name lauren joy, thats why i want to know?
Anonymous asked: is ur name lauren joy?
penthous-e asked: i love you so much, please don't leave me :(
I miss my dad. so much.
Anonymous asked: are you going well at year 12?
Anonymous asked: Do you self harm? I do and I'm 15.
can’t express my hatred of sluts.
why do we go back to those who hurt us.
why do we crave attention from those who hold none for you..
Anonymous asked: pretty girls in year 12 at your school who arent your friends? xo
Anonymous asked: Do you prefer your hair blonde or dark? You're lucky to be able to pull off both! :)
Anonymous asked: where are you from?
Reblog if you want anonymous opinions about you.
it's scary
thinking.
realising.
that in reality, you’re completely alone.
you have ‘family’ and you have ‘friends’, but to me, their efforts towards me are dismal and forced.
no one enjoys my company, nor seeks to have my company, and if they do, their feelings soon change.
i’m alone. completely. and it hurts, more than any cut or wound.