It will get better. You won't always have to be the strongest one, the one that is always there to catch everyone else but when you fall there's no one there. Soon you won't even remember that feeling. It will be one of those past days. And trust me,
You are beautiful.
DONT let anybody tell you shit, they don't like you then flick your hair and walk away with style or just give them the middle finger and a death glare so they know not to mess with you. They want the devil? The claws are coming out. Be warned. Devil wears Prada.
But don't worry about all that little shit, like the exams or the stress or if you're the last one in your friendship group to get a significant other. That doesn't dignifiy you. What's in your heart does, how you carry yourself. With confidence or cowardice.
Keep that head held high. And don't worry about the tiny whispers that make you doubt. Turn to them and say," Got something to say behind my back? Say it to my face" if they can't then they are simply and utterly jelous. If they do, then they are in for a massive ass whooping by yours truly. WHOOP THEIR FUCKING ARSE FOR ME! And fucking enjoy it.
You live everyday whether you like it or not but when you die you're dead forever. Might as well make some memories that are worth remembering.
Surround yourself with the people you love and cherish, for they will be there to help you through the fucking tough times.
YOU ARE READING
Dear. Nobody.
PoetryJust little notes for every feeling thats like bullshit. It will get better but I just wrote this.