Pictures my friend took..

Feeling insecure about my body, it is hard to post things.. but why do I get a good feeling, to see likes go up? Because that’s what I stride for. That’s what I like.. but I don’t like the image I lay down for myself. I don’t seek attention, I seek for people to care.. high school is hard. Girls look at you up and down, rolling their eyes of envy. But it’s not only out of that, it’s to make you feel insecure. My mind shifts gears so that I wear something different everyday, until they stop. And they did, we became friends.. but they were to focused on looks, boys, pot, and bullying others until they want to kill themselves.

After a while I left that group, I became SO happy with myself.

Going to the beach, opened my mind into something new.. hearing the waves crash instead of my mind.

Staring out into the ocean, I saw someone new smiling back. Making sure I’m a better person. Loving the new me.

I was happy. Very happy. But I dream of holding a beautiful girls hand.. while strolling down the perfect warm sand, and the waves silently crashing down.. ❤️