When I was a little girl, I had a dream that I hope would someday come true. I think this must have been every little girl’s dream. I’ve always wished to find the right guy and have a happy ever after with him like every Disney princess movie. But since now that I’m all grown up, I’m starting to realize that that dream can’t come true unless you make it happen.

Its just so freaking beautiful that I’m freaking jealous. I just watched the movie for it…the (1968 movie). The guy looks like Zac Efron & he’s so hot! He even has a nice ass. The girl is really beautiful too. She’s lucky she got to kiss him. 

Every night, I find myself fighting with my sister and sometimes with my brother, plus my mother. Alexa and I were fighting then my mom tells me that I’m crying for no reason and actually, I happen to HAVE a reason. I’m tired of getting in trouble even when the shit I do isn’t bad, I’m tired of fighting with my siblings, I’m stressed over school and I’m tired of every single shit that irritates me. Pretty soon I’m gonna be throwing tantrums and trust me, I feel as if my head is gonna explode. I feel as if life hasn’t been pretty easy to me. I don’t know why these things keep happening to me. I keep crying every now and then because of these guys. I’m hurt! Physically and mentally. The only person who doesn’t give me any problems is dad. Unlike you guys, you guys make me feel like shit. You guys make it seem like things would be better without me. I can’t even be left alone for just a minute or so. I’m tired of everything and I’m tired of my attitude. UGH!!!!!! ):