or has seen me for that matter, knows that I am extremely pale. No big deal, right? Doesn’t affect your life one way or another. However, lately people seem to think that there is something wrong with it. People have been constantly questioning and telling me I should try and get tan.
I really don’t understand why. What is wrong with my skin? It doesn’t bother me, or used to not, so why should it bother you? I used to make jokes about it, about reflecting moonlight and looking invisible against a white wall, but now I literally feel uncomfortable wearing anything other than a long sleeve shirt and jeans. I like skirts. I like shorts. I like t-shirts. I don’t like feeling self-conscience wearing them.
Ha, as lame as the reason is, I’m actually getting bullied. People are making me want to change something I was born with just so I don’t get teased.
I’m sorry I’m not a carrot, I’m sorry I don’t want to fake-bake so I can be tan now and have skin cancer later and I’m sorry it bothers you that I don’t try to look like everyone else, but please, shut the hell up world.
Completely and totally a small problem compared to what most people go through, but it’s my problem. If you read this, thank you, I just needed to rant about people irritating me the past month.
I become the most angry with you when you’re silent, sleeping, not thinking of me, or anything. Because you’re on my mind sunrise to sunrise. So much so that I inhale life and exhale you. And I wonder if you feel that too, that devotion and loyalty and absolute love that lives and burns in the…
Plus why the hell would Rolling Stones ask him those kind of questions, he’s a sixteen year old guy. No, that does not mean that all sixteen year olds’ don’t have opinions about such controversial topics, but he is obviously not famous for being an opinionated genius. Just saying, give the guy a break…
I absolutely hate change, but lately, I’ve been itching for something new and different and life altering to happen. I don’t know why or what I want to happen, but I do know that I don’t think I’ll feel content until it does.
Just some thoughts before bedtime.
Sweet dreams everyone, have a good night and a pleasant tomorrow ;)!
I’m procrastinating doing my econ project/all the other piles of homework teachers gave me “just in case” by working out… whaaaaaa?
If I did that instead of getting on facebook/tumblr/internet in general I would be in amazing shape. This made me realize, and I might get shunned for saying this, I really hate the internet. It’s stupid and sucks up my life. I’m not a fan of texting either (even though I text all the time).
Ahhhh, okay I’m gonna go work out now. I hope everyone else is having a spectacular day!