Angel

I have so many things I want to say, but I will end up huting someone if I do. But if I keep these things quiet, I'll end up hurting myself. I don't know what to do. 

“Annia you don’t even give guys a chance” 
          
          First of all, I’m scared to give a guy, or someone in general, my heart because that person has all the power to hurt me at any moment, and I’m scared that after they break me, I won’t be able to put myself back together. I have given enough people enough chances and with each one, I end up with more scars than last time. So no, I won’t give you a chance to hurt me. You have to be pretty damn special for me to do so. 

I don’t know how to be. If I try and act confident, I come off egotistical. I act normal, I come off shy. I act like myself, I come off like a fucking weirdo. I just don’t know how to act in public anymore. 

I just unknowingly started to lose weight, and the only reason I found was because my parents and uncles are telling me I look skinnier. 

I HATE HIGH SCHOOL 

I can't say shit, 'cause then I start to freak out people. And heaven forbid that, for He so made me like the way I am, and I should embrace it not be embarrassed. 

I'm getting my innocence back, Thank You. 

Knowing there's no going back in time, I guess it time to plan the unplanable future. 

Does anyone ever asks their parents what someone they don't know is doing in hopes of your parents know what's going on, or is that just me 

So I had convinced my mom to let me go to the high school I wanted, but now I regret it. I know a lot of people who will go to the same high school as me, so they will know what I'm like. And I hate that. I want to change myself but I'm scared. I kinda wish I could go to Fairhope instead of St. Michael's, 'cause at least then I could put a different me out and not the me I hate. But no turning back now, so I have to suck it up. I hate this.