I've decided to make a new account. And to go by my middle name, Hope. Daisy is not my real name (duh?), and I like to keep my privacy, so I'm not giving out my first name. Along with my age, state, etc.
I'm generally sick of this account. It's fake. I'm sick of site models, of roleplaying, etc. I'll be using a real picture of myself on my new account soon.
Also, I hate messy accounts and I'll rather not spend three or so hours on here cleaning this account up.
So, http://little-miss-whore.polyvore.com/
I want to make sure @sethy-bear sees this set. I adore you
Alone, lonely, anxious, and boyfriend is sleeping. Uh, oh
I think this is one of those nights where I'm really sleepy but decide to clean my room. It might be nice to tire myself out even more and then fall asleep on a clean bed, yes? I think so.
Anywho, I'm really starting to Adore the Smashing Pumpkins. (See what I did there?)
Please enjoy my self loathing and attention seeking.
I wish I wasn't so aware of my surroundings along with myself.
I wish I didn't know why I feel the way I do. Always seem to be telling myself it's just PMS or my teenage hormones, there is no real reason to be upset. It's just a phase. And the one thing I know that isn't a phase is the one thing everyone else seems to think is one. Phases aren't supposed to last two/three years, I shouldn't be waking up thinking about fasting if it was just a phase. I shouldn't be feeling powerful when my stomach screams for food. I shouldn't wish for something bad to happen so I wouldn't want to eat. This isn't a phase, I know it isn't.
I want a daddy, a daddy who'll call me princess and will punish me when I'm bad. Someone to protect me, someone to demean me.
Goodness, it's 5 in the morning and I'm up. That's it, it's the lack of sleep.