We will never really know whats best for us, wont we?

I always thought that having good grades, numerous friends, happening social life, being skinny, having lots of clothes are what that makes me happy.

Instead im constantly worrying about not getting kicked out of hat, neglecting a few friends, being sad about being lonely, being frustrated that im still fat, being disgusted at the pile of clothes i dont wear.

I guess i will never ever have the capacity to really know what would truly makes me happy, and i guess i have to try to look past all these superficial things and work out whats worth in life.

Realisation; the more tightly i hold onto something im not suppose to, the more ill come crashing down.

I HAVE PHYS TEST ON THURS

everyone pls come to tpjc plox and entertain me

Dear dearest, we love you.