RUMORS are carried by HATERS, spread by FOOLS and accepted by IDIOTS.
It’s a lot easier to admit you are mad than admit you are hurt.
Saying nevermind when you’re just too lazy to re-explain the whole story.
Laying in bed, remembering a conversation in your head, and imagining what you should’ve said instead.
When I like someone, I compare their last name with my first name.
It’s hard to grow up in a world where you never feel like you’re pretty enough.
Why can’t life be as simple writing down on a paper “I like you” or “I love you”?
I wish school was as easy as half the girls in it.
Teacher: Would you like to share that with the class? Me: Obviously not, that’s why I whispered it.
I don’t hate schooI. I just hate the teachers, the homework, the exams and waking up early in the morning.