Unspoken Words
Can we be best friends? I'd like that.
Breathe.
I feel a particular emptiness, though I am not empty. I want to cry, though I have no reason to, and I don’t believe I am sad. Right now I am without emotion or feeling, and perhaps that’s the most perplex and unsettling emotion of all. Not feeling anything; a numbness of the soul, body and mind.
Somebody breathe life into me.
OMG READ THIS.
I HAVE A REALLY FUNNY STORY TO TELL YOU ALL!
So, the last week I’ve been rather sick.
I lost 15 pounds in a few days. It’s awful and disgusting. (Wait for the funny part.)
I’m in the double digits weight-wise now.
I don’t know how I feel about that, though.
At one point I really wanted to be 90 or so pounds, but I’m just bones right now.
Well, minus my tummy, and thighs, but I shouldn’t complain, and I typically don’t.
ANYWAY, back to why I’m posting about being sick!
Today was my first day going to school all week, and not really taking into consideration the weight I lost I put on some skinnys and a cute strapless shirt.
The tightest jeans I had? Lose and a belt is now-needed.
But that’s not the story.
The story is, I didn’t realize that the cute strapless shirt was now baggy too.
Guess who flashed her teacher when her top completely fell down?
That’s right. ME.
It was a hot male teacher too who’s good friends with my mom. (She works at my school.) ANYWAY, he didn’t even say anything!
I just said, “Uh… yeah, my shirt’s lose…..” And pulled it up reallllly quick… Ahahah.
GUYS, I FUCKING FLASHED MY TEACHER. WTF. MY SHIRT WAS DOWN TO MY FLIPPIN’ BELLY.
He probably thinks I’m trying to CUM onto him or something…
But seriously. Omg… Oops?
Never looking him in the eye again.
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