god…

i think too much.

atleastigaveyousomething:

I’m sorry I’m not perfect. I’m a teenager, I learn from my mistakes but I’ve got to make the mistake before I can learn. I don’t point out the flaws in you, for all you know I could think your perfect. So please don’t point out the flaws in me.

All day I do nothing, nothing productive, nothing that makes a d I f f e r e n c e, it sickens me, yet I never do anything about it. Does that make me a bad person? I hope not.