All you need is love
Samantha. 15. Opinionated. Loud. Creative. Always say what's on my mind. I don't give a shit. LOVE: Disney. Music. Photography. Art. Beaches. People. Cereal. Nutella. Travel. Cowboys. Animals. Tea. Life. HIT ME UP. <3
Why am I so fucking back at choosing friends?
I always choose the ones that fuck me over.
I always choose the ones that leave me behind.
I always choose the ones that treat me like shit.
I ALWAYS choose the ones that don’t deserve to be called my “friends.”
Fuck people.
I can barely trust ANYONE.
I don’t know why I call any of these people my friends.
God only knows why I even waste my energy on them.
Maybe it’s because I feel like if I try hard enough, they’ll really like me.
Enough to be there for me, and be a real friend.
But who am I kidding?
They don’t fucking like me. They probably never did.
They only give a fuck about themselves.
