Belle of the Ball.

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everyone’s like “when I’m sad i don’t tell anyone i just say I’m fine even though its clearly a lie.” and i’m here like “bitch, when I’m annoyed you are gonna hear about it loud and clear. i will make you so sorry you hurt my feelings.”

for real. i can’t hide it when I’m sad, i wear all my emotions so openly it’s sometimes terrible. when i’m sad, i sob like a baby, when i’m angry i’ll scream and yell and rage-cry, when i’m happy i’m fucking ecstatic and everyone will know it.

i mean sometimes, when i’m really heartbroken i’ll just go to my room and cry desperately, and then emerge the next day like nothing happened… but even then people can just tell by looking at me there’s something deeply wrong. if i’m not talking, i’m either being held at gun point or there’s something really really fucked.