I haven’t felt this bad about myself in a long time. I’ve gained weight, I’m not fun to be around, and I’m pretty sure I bombed my midterm today. I’ve pretty much got nothing going for me.
"It’s not my responsibility to be beautiful. I’m not alive for that purpose. My existence is not about how desirable you find me."
This is your Sunday evening reminder that you can handle whatever this week throws at you. Even if school, work or general life isn’t okay, you’ll get through it because you are damn strong and amazing.
This is your life and it’s ending one minute at a time.
“You are the most beautiful girl in the world”
"You’re just saying that"
"No! I’m madly in love with you and it’s not because of your brains or your personality"
Little Miss Sunshine (2006)
Jonathan Dayton, Valerie Faris
Things are not going well. Too down to do anything. I made the Dean’s list last year and went to NCUR. What happened? I’m not happy here anymore. Supposed to be studying for an exam tomorrow and reading Sense and Sensibility (which I’ve been enjoying), but I keep catching myself just lying there and staring at the wall.